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King of Elite Promo #3

"Threat"

Tokyo, Japan

(The Asylum Wrestling Dojo. "The Straight-Jacket Queen" Miss Manami stands ringside as she's about to observe a sparring session between Cloud Matsuda and Cailin Dillon.)

Manami: Go!

(Ding! Ding! Ding!)

(Cloud and Cailin lock in for a collar and elbow tie-up.)

Manami: Remember there's no striking! I only want to see grappling!

(Cloud appears to have the upper hand, but is quickly bent over backwards due to Cailin's sheer power. Matsuda instinctively spreads her legs and as soon as her shoulders hit the mat, she used them to balance herself as she wraps her legs around Cailin's neck, bringing her to the mat in a headscissors lock. Cailin lifts Cloud up to counter with a powerbomb, but is thrown down by Matsuda's hurricarana counter. Cailin gets to her feet and avoid a shoot tackle. Dillon capitalizes with a surfboard crusher and then a STF.)

Manami: Fight through it Cloud! Fight through it!

(Cloud crawls forward and reaches for the rope, wincing in pain. Cailin is surprised at Cloud's sudden surge of strength. When Cloud gets to her feet, Cailin whips her to the corner. She walks over to grab Cloud who suddenly bursts forward and catches Cailin with another hurricarana. Cailin landed on her feet and catches Cloud with a Texas Twister. As she's about to deliver the final blow, Manami rings the bell.)

(Ding! Ding! Ding!)

(The girls stop and walks over to the ropes.)

Manami: We'll stop there. Matsuda-san! That would have been your ass!

Cloud: (sighs) I know...

Cailin: I think she did well-

Manami: (glares) Don't encourage her mediocrity.

Cailin: (backs away) Okaaaay...

Manami: Keep this up Cloud and you WILL lose at King of Elite. Do you want to lose?

Cloud: (glares) No.

Manami: Then don't let your friend here beat you. She's a current champ with several successful title defenses. If you can't beat her...then you will never beat an experienced veteran like Eris LeCava.

(Cloud stares at Cailin)

Cailin: (shrugs) Let's go at it again.

Cloud: (nods) Alright.

Manami: Normal match rules. Strikes are now allowed.

(Ding! Ding! Ding!)

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I'm not playing games with you Eris-chan. I don't know why people think I'm that clever, but quite honestly I'm not. At least when it comes to psychology. Everything I've said so far came straight from the heart and I have a feeling you already know it. This war of words is OUR space Eris...nobody else's. All people can do is sit back and observe our promos. Since this is our space...I want to make a confession.

I am scared LeCava. Not so much of you...but what it may take to beat you. You're surrounded by people who would love nothing more than for you to outright kill me in the ring. This is more than a match for us. This is even more than a typical title match. This is a fight for our relevancy...a fight that goes as far back as Sexy Curry's first encounter with Hexagun.

I'm being civil because when that bell rings, my civility goes out the window. My primary objective will be to hurt you to the point where you can't stand. You're right about us wanting respect. You may not care about the fans' respect...but there's someone other than HBG you want to respect you...and that person is me. You will never say it, not in a million years, but you want my respect. You want me to look you in the eyes and acknowledge that you are the better woman. Matter of fact if I lose, I'll shake your hand, look you dead in the eye and say: You're the better woman.

But losing is not on my mind. You see LeCava everything is so clear to me now. HBG's instant hostility towards me...Luzmala's constant mind games...I'm a threat. They know it Eris...they just don't want to tell you the truth. There's a reason why it's you and I at King of Elite and not Aria vs Eris, Raven vs Eris, or even Cailin vs Eris. Because I'm the biggest threat to your title...the biggest threat to your existence. We both agree that I am you and you are me and thehardest foe to beat will always be yourself.

It's a shame really. In another life you and I would be the best of friends. But not here...not in the EAW universe. You have something I want and I have to remove you from the equation in order to get it.

Cloud + Vixens Title = Destiny

Sorry, but Eris doesn't live here anymore.

King of Elite Promo #1

Who knew that the Demon slayer would be a half-Japanese, half-Hispanic man from America?

It's funny how those things work out, but when you're staying in the hospital room doing push ups and sit ups on the cold, ceramic floor, while your father remains unconscious... well... the answers kind of come about on their own. As I lie on my back, I'm reminded of the surface of an octagon and the times I spent rolling around and searching for the knee bar in order to twist and turn the ACL and MCL of whoever was unlucky to be taken to the mat. I grew up around combat arts, hell, my very name screams that I'm not someone to fuck with, but somehow Dark Demon thinks that he has some sort of advantage over me. I remember when I first walked into American Kickboxing Academy here in San Jose, and I looked around the dingy, damp walls decorated with banners of famous fighters and title belts from prestigious organizations. I had grown up as the kid of a famous luchador and Japanese professional wrestler and a lot of kids didn't like my father's recent heel turn. I was singled out and challenged at the school halls, "behind the monkey bar's at 3 PM!" they would tell me and that ended up being the spot where most of the local elementary fights would take place. I would often come home with blood coming out my nose and welts covering my face as my Aunt would look with a scowl and proceed to wipe the blood flowing from different orifices while she applied a cold box of peas on my swollen eye.

I wasn't the most popular kid in school and it created a living hell in the social environment that surrounded my day to day living. As I entered high school, we had a secret spot in the grass pit that was adjacent to the football field where all the teenagers would gather around after hours in order to initiate our own little fight club. I would often double up the left jab and paw with the right in order to take down their defensive shell, and once they exposed their chin I would then send a right straight down the pipeline until their legs buckled and they fell right on their back. I developed quite a few scars from those days; it was the sweet high school memories that intoxicate my mind like a virgin finally get laid on prom night. Yet, I was like everyone else when it came to the notion that people could survive and thrive while on the floor with another opponent, and the single thought that came to my mind when one body was wrapped around another like an octopus?... GAY!! What the hell are these guys doing on the ground? Humping one another? Yep, I was one of THOSE guys. I just couldn't understand the intricacies of Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu and wrestling, even when I had popped in the old VHS tape of the first No-Hold Barred fights. I remember the fuzzy lines of a 1993 recording when a little Brazilian man in a white GI stood across from a boxer with one-glove on. This boxer wore one glove because he didn't want to injure his coveted right fist when he sent a hole in this 150 pound soaking wet little twerp. I was psyched because I was going to see a plethora of violence...but...that's the exact opposite of what happened because the boxer was taken to the ground and choked out within a couple of minutes. There was no blood, no missing teeth.... just the dignity of one man taken away by the "gentle art".

The guys at AKA took me to their school and completely dominated me by continuously bending and twisting my ligaments while choking me unconscious on a daily basis. I was like a fish out of water and I felt so hopeless even though I was physically stronger than the people I was rolling with. My body was absolutely tore down every single day by these amazing fighters and yet, Dark Demon wants to parade himself as a great Mixed Martial Artist? I've sparred with Abu Dhabi champions, All-American Wrestlers, Golden-Glove boxers, and K-1 Grand Prix champions. You ain't shit, bitch.

This is the true power of BJJ...this is the true power of martial arts.

I was tortured and humiliated. but Dark Demon has the nerve to try to think that he is some kind of all-powerful figure of intimidation, as if I hadn't been put through a punishing series of events before. I have to admit that I was as giddy as a schoolgirl when I heard that our match was going to be within the confines of the steel octagon because it means that he doesn't have any way to run and hide from me. Events are not going to repeat themselves like at Road to Redemption because there isn't going to be a spot where you can hide your little railroad spike in order to try to sabotage my face again. Two men are going to go toe to toe until only one is left standing in the middle of the octagon and the other gets sent to the morgue.

This is a matter of life and death.

But...my career is just starting to be ignited by the wonders of life's hard work and dedication. I told you, Dark Demon. I told everyone that 2016 was going to be the Year of the Samurai because I was no longer going to lose, because this isn't the same ol' Samurai that would just have shit come flying out his mouth in order to try to bolster his reputation. No. I made a vow that the words that would come out of my mouth would be the very actions that I would accomplish in the middle of the ring and it all started on Battleground when I demolished Lucas Johnston in front of my home crowd. That wasn't the apex to the beginning of the year though, because I finally got a signature win here in Elite Answers Wrestling by pinning the current EAW Champion in the middle of the ring! No one thought I could do it and I had heard the rumblings of impossibility coming out of the conversations in the back while I was walking in the arena. Yet, dreams come true and the fans are starting to realize that I'm a man that they can support because I can represent this company as a future champion.

They just didn't believe in me, unlike their belief in the false prophet known as Dark Demon.

Dark Demon is a dangerous man because he preaches the rhetoric of being unstoppable when no one of caliber has been able to falsify that claim. Here I am, the man who is going to falsify that claim of "Greatness". During our bout at Road to Redemption, I felt the power of Dark Demon when he landed that beautiful spinning elbow to the back of my dome... I wasn't impressed. This was the great "Dark Demon"? The man who everyone feared was nothing more than a coward who tried to run away at the first sign of a possible defeat; a man who couldn't get the job done and had nothing more in the gas tank. How does he continue to display his bravado to the masses? Dark Demon comes out weekly and defeats a "who's who of who cares?" in a series of joke title matches while continuously ignoring the fact that I was sitting in the hospital with nothing more than thoughts of revenge that would make Ted Bundy blush. I sat everyday, unable to move, while you infested my mind with the most cruel thoughts of how to dismantle you and I have to admit that I thought of some pretty ghastly ways to kill you off. It was like "1001 Ways to Die" except a lot of shit was just getting shoved up your ass besides the tongue of Bryce Dean.

Hades The Dickraiser?

Big E Lannister?

It seems as though all you have to do is change your name to get a Hall of Fame title shot yet somehow I'm the one that is not qualified to get a shot at your title, funny how that works. Maybe I should put on a lucha mask and call my Mexilisto Sin Cara in order to join your idiotic little Hall of Fame challenges? Then again I would never get a title shot because I'm the one competitor that has given you a challenge ever since you won that damn title at Pain For Pride. This isn't even the worst atrocity though, because my father came out to have a talk during one of your challenges, all he wanted to do was to have you see the sanity in this situation, and you laid him out with an elbow shot; it echoed visions of my Mother falling lifeless to the canvas.

….You fucked up, Dark Demon.

You absolutely, positively ...fucked up. There was a rage that had been building up these last couple of months but you are going to unleash a fucking monster that is going to make your Demon look like a goddamn potato and I'm going to mash that motherfucker so hard that it'll feed most of Ireland for weeks. EVERY NIGHT I SIT IN THE HOSPITAL JUST HOPING THAT HE IS GOING TO WAKE UP BUT HE DOESN'T AND I WATCH THE VITALS ON HIS BREATHING MACHINE PRAYING THAT IT DOESN'T FLATLINE, BECAUSE YOU COULDN'T SETTLE THINGS ONE ON ONE, YOU FUCKING DISGRACEFUL SHIT-HEAD!! I might have shocked the world by defeating Jamie O'Hara on Showdown but it isn't going to compare with how I shock the world by knocking out Dark Demon at King of Elite. Take this time to realize that you are not a deity, look through some books and pick a religion to follow, because you better start praying that the ref separates us when I separate you from consciousness. If the ref doesn't then I'm going to keep swinging at your unconscious head to the beat of my father's beating heart pulse while I saute your face into hamburger meat. I won't be the only person have a makeover and I'm going to be your personal stylist.

Bryce Dean is going to be so horrified that he'll issue a second restraining order so that I am not allowed to be seen on a television screen.

I'm no longer just the impressionable, young man who didn't want to wrestle because I now want to become the best wrestler in the company... no... the world and I'm going to do whatever it takes to prove that I can hang until you have no choice but to recognize that I’m not only at your level but that I can be the flag bearer for this company.

Reasonable Doubt is coming to Ireland and you have your eyes so transfixed on the fact that you are going to ask for a title shot in your hometown but... you aren't going to have the satisfaction because I'm going to be the person that ends your streak and sends you into Ireland with a loss.

Heavy is the Head

“What’s a mob to a king? What’s a king to a god? What’s a god to a nonbeliever? Lyrics of a song that has drilled its way into the brains of everyone in this company. In the end I thought that my path to the crown was cut short by an old rival...and now the path has opened once more. A path that now swarms with animals willing to feast upon a kill contested by a charging mastodon and a tiger clad in dark paint. Animals that have received the scars of their journey...like myself. We fight for our prize and in the end one of us will have to fight again to claim it. Such a prize...the chance to wear a crown soaked in blood. In the end that crown will be used for something much more beautiful...a chance at winning more gold. That’s a chance that I cannot pass up. The animals can’t stop me. I’m not going to be stopped by them. I have one path in my life, and I am charging straight for it.”

The light slowly comes up in a room coated in drawings and scribbles of words. Eclipse’s personally inner sanctum in the house. He sits in the center of the room, his eyes staring straight ahead at the door. Though it appears he is alone at first the camera jostles and slowly moves as the four children make their way in front of the camera, Jocelyn leading the charge first as she places her hand upon the shoulder of her older brother before she reaches behind her and pulls out a picture. She slowly unfurls it, looking at it with a smile on her face before flipping it around and displaying it for the camera. The picture is a poster, of one Liam Catterson. She holds it in front of her, her eyes never leaving the camera as a dark grin splits across her face, before she begins to speak.

“Liam Catterson. The wolf. The wolf who has lost the bite that he once had in his prime. The bite that could actually pierce through the skins of his rivals, and would tear through the throats of those that would dare challenge him. You notice how all of this was past tense? Think about it. You were the alpha long ago, but that was long ago. You are now a part of history, and the crown isn’t made for those that were a mere part of history. Think about it. You could still be that part of history...but challenging those like my brother...that isn’t going to end in anything good for you. In fact...the outcome will be the same as when you lost your chance so many weeks ago. You will be broken, lying upon the dust of your own defeat, and you will blame others for your own failure. A wolf without a pack doesn’t survive Liam. A wolf with no pack, is not an alpha.”

She smiles as she tears the picture in half, throwing it upon the ground with a wide grin upon her face. She turns her head towards the other children as Toby makes his way forward, pulling a picture out of his coat pocket. He unfolds it slowly, revealing another poster. A poster of Nick Angel. Toby looks at it before cracking his neck, smiling as he looks towards the camera.

“Nick Angel. The Vulture. It feels that no matter how many times you have been thrown away from everything useful, you fly back back in and try to take a kill that had been worked on by those much more deserving than you, you are a mere scavenger in a world of predators. Here you stand once more, seeking to challenge for a kill that a single individual such as you could not bring down yourself. Understand Nick Angel, that my elder brother isn’t going to allow you to take what is his by right. He isn’t going to show mercy to you. He won’t let you simply walk away from this match either. You are prey to him...prey to a true predator.”

Toby smiles wider before he reaches into his back pocket, removing a lighter and flicking it on. The image burns in his hands as he drops it, stomping on it to fully destroy the image. Lucy steps up next, smiling to herself as she pulls out, instead of a poster board image, a mask. A mask representing Erebus’ face as she turns it around and around in her hand. She finally turns it fully over before placing the mask onto her own face, smiling underneath it as she tilts her head at the camera.

“Erebus. The Spider. The being that my big brother’s family has destroyed before, and can destroy again and again. You couldn’t stay in the darkness where you belong, could you? You had to try to crawl out into the light to once more face off against my big brother. You had to bare your fangs against something much bigger, because that’s all you know. It’s going to get you killed Erebus, because the carcass that these predators are fighting over...it has no room for an arachnid whose venom isn’t strong enough to poison us all. You won’t defeat us Erebus...we are too many...we are too powerful...and you cannot match our skills. The darkness is coming for you Erebus...let’s see if you can live up to your namesake.”

Lucy slowly drops the mask to the ground, the sound of it smacking against the hardwood floor echoing throughout the room. Slowly and steadily a new sound is heard. The sound of another poster being unfurled. The camera moves down and to the right slowly, taking in the short stature of the youngest child. Neveah. She looks down at her poster before lifting it to the camera, revealing Lucian Black. She looks at the picture before looking back to the camera, clearing her throat.

“Lucian Black. The Mastodon. Whereas the others, like big brother, are here to take a hold of the carcass as predators, you are here to prove a point. A point that you will not back down from others. A point that me and big brother can understand...because I won’t be afraid either. I have to thank you for that. Big Brother and I watch your matches, we watch every match. We watch your matches because we want to feel what you feel. We want to feel alive when we are doing the things that we love. Alive again. And that’s what I’ll feel. That’s what I’ll feel when I watch big brother tear you apart, because in the end that crown doesn’t go to those who stand up when it counts, it goes to those that have always stood up, and have never taken a backseat from their own path to glory. That’s my big brother. That’s who he is. The man that saved me. Not you Lucian...you are only a small part of what has awakened me. A small part...that my older brother will destroy if it means bringing back to us the proof that he as well feels alive in the ring. Mastodons went extinct Lucian. So will you.”

She folds the poster back up, setting it down instead of destroying it as the other posters were. The four children each look at each other as the room seems to lower in temperature around them. They shiver ever so slightly before the sound of more footsteps can be heard. Footsteps that are finally given a face as Enessa makes her way onto the camera, tossing her hair back behind her head before she holds up something in her hand. A well made doll-like replica of the final opponent in the mix. Aren Mstislav. She takes her place in the center of the children, resting the doll in the crook of her arms before she turns her black gaze to the camera, a chilling smile warping its way across her face.

“Aren Mstislav. The Tiger. A very dangerous cat, his stripes painted upon his skin etched as war paint for the final confrontation. The tiger who was blessed by the lion to be the new king...the tiger that refuses the blessing and seeks to lay claim to the kingdom himself. Through his own ways. His own words. His own actions. The beast that holds himself regally, and that the other animals in the kingdom already view as the clear winner. Aren Mstislav. I must admit you are an interesting specimen. Look at yourself. You have all the power and ability in the world, and you use it to great effect, but in the end look at what you are facing. The tiger goes against the mastodon. Rulers of Showdown and Dynasty colliding head to head and in the mix...the embrace of mystery as Voltage’s own kingdom comes into play. You are prepared for this I assume...a tiger never goes against prey it can’t handle. That’s the nature of who you are. That’s the nature of you...and your nature is to fight. And fight you will. You will fight, and you will bleed...adding your own carcass to the kill. The lion will mourn for you for a small amount of time, but he will return to his own business. The mastodon as well will die out from his wounds. The spider will scurry back into the shadows. The vulture will fly away into the sky, and the old wolf will howl his last howl. Because they will not take the prey.”

She finishes as she places the doll on the ground, resting it beside the poster of Lucian Black as Eclipse himself stands up. He moves over slowly towards the camera, his body swaying before he pushes through the family, the lights blacking out until only their shadows are behind him, his own face the only thing that can be clearly seen. He laughs, shaking his head as his hair falls in front of his face before his eyes lift to look towards the screen.

“Than there is me. Eclipse Diemos. I am The Outsider. Did you ever read that book? A beautiful story by Dean Koontz. It has an intelligent golden retriever, made in a lab...but something else was made there. Something different from the others. A thinking beast who existed only to kill. It was too hideous to release, so they kept it hidden and it felt tortured by itself. When it got out...well...you’ll have to read to find out. The darkness couldn’t keep me enclosed, you understand? The darkness will never hold those like me in its claws waiting. So here I am...me and my family. King of Elite. A place that has given rise to many legends, and once more I am the dark horse. The man that others never put as making it to the point that they will reach such heights, and here I am. I am here, and I will not let myself be relegated into the darkness any longer. No. That crown...that kill...will truly bring me and the rest of my family to the light. So the predators...the guardians...everyone. They have to face The Outsider. This kill belongs to me. No one else. Nick Angel’s wings will be clipped. Liam Cattersons jaw broken. Erebus fangs won’t pierce me. Lucian Black’s tusks won’t gore me. Aren Mstislav. Your claws won’t scratch me. I am going to win King of Elite. That is my purpose. That is my path. The rest of you...I have only a word of advice for you...run.”

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Re: EAW Promoz! (Section closed) January 27th 2016, 2:15 am by **Mstislav**

King of Elite 3

Look Lucian, man I know I told you to hurt my head, I know I told you to give me a migraine, a headache, or just make me hurt my head thinking, but I didn’t ask for idiocrasy. I didn’t ask for you to just mirror what I fucking said, no I wanted something to respond too, I wanted something that people were going to able to listen to and say “This is Lucian Black speaking.” But no, no I have you mirroring me, I have you taking the exact same words out of my mouth and trying to be me. What is about you and doing that Lucian, do you want to be me, because being you will make you lose your title. Because being you will make you lose in the end. I know it’s because underneath all the game you talk, all the muscle you try and push on me, underneath all that makes Lucian Black is a scared man. Now I can keep using scared all I want, but the more you talk, the more you try and rebuttal, the more you show that I am right about everything. But you know I do have to give you props, you gave me enough material to use, you gave me enough ammo to shoot back at you, and unravel the real you.

I am really disappointed as well as I am impressed, it’s like you completely think you’re already higher than me, it’s like you think that, and I am surprised that someone can. I mean look at me I am the Apex, I am the very point of Excellence, I am everything people strive to be. And not because of how I present myself Lucian, but because of how I make myself know. Went from a guy people were betting on in the back to drop out, from a guy people were saying had nothing in him, from a guy that people called overrated for being put in a match he worked his ass off for. That impressed people, hell it impressed me, that this shit could, that literally anything could happen. I mean I went from a nothing to a something, and yet here I am again, I am almost a legend, I am almost a King, and I’m going to be a Champion when all the dusts settles. Because unlike you, Lucian, when people hear me speak, they hear confidence, they hear the soothing tones of a man they know will get the job done. You see this is why I am higher than you, this why I am going to the winner at King of Elite. Because along with just being an impressive specimen, I carry confidence, I carry myself as if I know what I am doing, instead of hearing a meek man, a meek and frail person whose only asset to him is his “unbreakable” pride.

Oh I love talking like that. Did you believe every word I just said Lucian. No don’t answer that I know you did. I know that my words had you entangled, they had your attention, and you just couldn’t cover what you were hearing, that you felt doubt. And hell that’s what I do best Lucian. I know you think I play, I know you think what I did was childish, but hell what you don’t see is going to be your downfall. Instead of denouncing everything you see, you just opened yourself to deception, you just opened yourself to a part of the match that you will surely lose, and when you lose that part this early on, well it’s a domino effect that will show the outcome before you can even utter a single word. Because whilst wrestling is a physical game, while it usually depends on the strength of ten men it also has the underlying mind game, a game you are losing should I say. But that’s also the great thing about wrestling, when you master both, your unstoppable. Let us look at Crash, he had muscle, he had power, but then it turned on him, and he fell. And now let’s look at something recent, Hexa-Gun, they have mind games but that’s it. Hell you could say they have muscle, but that’s Luzmala, and what worth is he to them but a walking tower of meat. But that’s beside the fact, because Hexa-Gun is falling, oh yes it is, and I am loving everything. Now unless your just daft in the head, I bet your wondering what the hell this has to do with anything. Well short answer, I have muscle, skill, and the mind-game factors intact, hell they are mastered beautifully. However you, yes you have skill, you have muscle, but you lack the voice that could drive a match into your favor. I mean hell what you’ve been saying has been lackluster to say the least. And I Know what you’re going to say “This isn’t about words it’s about action.” Blah Blah, I’ve heard it all, and I’ve done it all. I’ve heard people tell me to put up or shut up and I did, and I came put on top. I heard people tell me I talk a big game but I can’t back it up, and where they ever surprised when I did.

So what I am getting at here Lucian, is the fact that you are just one kind of wrestler, you are the action guy, you are the one who tries his best just to get through the matches he’s in, no plan, no thought just out of the stable, hoping, praying, that no one has thought of anything to counter what you’re about to do. And the fact you’ve been able to get by like this has made you cocky. I mean I would be too, hell you took down an empire, and you took down anyone who wanted to beat you but couldn’t because they lacked the chops. But those people were idiots to let you live this fantasy for long, those people were idiots to let you get cocky, because now that is going to make you fall. This act this charade has gone far enough Lucian, and I am here to just pop to bubble around your dream and bring you back to reality. Because as long as you stay in that bubble you will never get anywhere near my crown. Because a man with such a superiority complex, a man who can’t be happy for his friends when they make it big, it’s no way you should live. All this hate, all this anger you possess doesn’t make you a strong man, but a weak person, hell it strips you of everything you’ve had, and will wither away at everything that made you, you.

All I am doing here is doing you a favor, all I am doing is offering you pieces of advice, advice you have a dire need of heeding, just so this loss you are about to experience will not destroy you. Because look at you, saying you never bitched and moaned about adversity. Hell you may not have done it publicly, but the fact that you can’t be happy for your friends shows that you do it privately away from the wandering eye, that can label you as a disgrace, away from the eyes that have been so right about you so far, that you don’t deserve it. Because you know should you get caught think that, that you’d get bashed, you’d get lonely, you’d be a goner to your own ideals. And Lucian you don’t want that to happen do you, you don’t want that to happen so you fight, and you fight, and you keep on fighting, but sooner or later, you’re going to have to deal with the truth that you weren’t strong this time. That you’re war is lost, your battles lost, your personal fights have been lost the moment you let someone get in your head. Hell maybe that’s what your last speech was about, maybe that’s what happened to all the confidence. You let me get into that head of yours and with that my voice multiplied, it grew, and it started saying doubts, you inner most fears, and you became afraid of me. That’s why you put on this whole thing, this whole big guy motif, against me, because you know that you’ve allowed me into your head, and you can’t get me out because you know it is too late.

Because it is, it’s too late for you Lucian, you’ve lost this battle, you’ve lost it since I first said something and you let that get to you, now it’s just a matter of time before you lose this war as well. Because by the time King of Elite rolls around, you’ll be withered, you’ll be afraid, you’ll be shocked to see how much you let slip through and control your emotions, your thought process. You’ve already been infected, Lucian, it’s about time I put you to rest.

Throughout all the surprises and shocking moments we have seen in EAW, there has come nothing more shocking than the reality of the truth. Brian Daniels is absolutely right.

The Heart Break Boy is finally desperate.

With the right motives. I'm not necessarily in need to be remembered of this place. Both, you and myself already know how people forget and transform things after a while. For example, those that added me in the unconquerable "GOAT" circle, discharged me from it while I was gone. I wasn't mad or shocked either. I just realized even more that I don't need recognition from anybody to be considered great. I do things in the good eyes of God. And if he thinks I'm great then by means I'm great. I don't need people praising the Heart Break Boy for his good work. I don't want that, it's only prideful of a man to seek after fame instead of bringing forth good fruits of honor and respect. Truth be told, fame follows after those who seek to do what's right other than seek with the wrong motives. SO I am desperately seeking after championship gold with no intentions of remembrance once I'm gone. But I am doing it to remind all the doubters, remind all those who say that the Heart Break Boy has loss his passion to be called "Golden Boy."

I have entered this business in 2007, I was raised through this corrupt world in more than three ways. I have seen almost EVERYTHING. I know the full truth of every story, and I even shake my head when hearing another tell a story with no true facts or confusion. It doesn't make me better than them by this account but its a testimony to show others that I have been graced even by God to have such good memory. I have been graced just enough to be able and compete in this business for so long, even at a point and time when my boots are ready to be stored. Before I leave without them, I want to have that final testimony of living as a champion in my last days. I want my daughters, who have seen me go through hell, see how patience and waiting on God to prevail all your dark secrets in deep situations. People must understand that I'm not doing this for myself. I'm doing it for the man that called me back to this business. I was a blind man, not physically, but mentally. Before my match against Jaywalker at Pain for Pride 7, I was a very sadistic man, claiming to be saved but I was nothing more but a liar, deceiver of all things. I hate saying it but I deserved to be punished by Jaywalker at Pain for Pride 7. I deserved that wake up call because now it has turned all my motives from darkness to light. I'm planning on making this redemption story one for anyone going through horrible times. It's funny how it also took me YEARS to finally become a world champion even after being one of the biggest names in this business, just like its been since the last time I have won a championship. It's funny how I'm facing the man with the same story. It's funny how it all comes down to King of Elite. It has come at a time where peace has about time risen in my life.

Once I defeat you, Brian. I promise you that I don't want championship celebrations. I don't want "congratulations." I want people to treat me as I am now because there's nothing sweet about people changing their opinions on others once they win a title. Like right now, there's more people doubting me to become champion. I don't want their eyes glued upon my revamp success story ever since I returned in October. And since then, I haven't missed a match, I haven't repeated myself. I have been going hard ever since based off the strength of God that pushes me to do all things through Him. I will tell you again, Brian. If I do lose, it will sting, it will hurt, but I rather limp around with heart than suffer with temporary passions. As I said, nothing can steal the Heart Break Boy's. Not you, not the next person, not even HRDO; the man that tried to take away my chance to square off against you. I'll tell you what though, Brian, if I do defeat you, I will be sure to uphold the promise of keeping humility behind what you have upgrade for its prestige. And if I do lose, I give you the utmost respect and acknowledged that you have surpassed me. You won't only surpass the Heart Break Boy but you will also have reached your finger into the world's "GOAT" lists. Those are the things that people fight for but I'm not all for carnality. I'm all for pleasing my Lord and going higher. Now back to "desperation." If I'm indeed desperate to win this belt then that only makes you desperate enough to retain that title, wouldn't you say? If not, then you might as well kiss that title good-bye. Because the hungriest person in the room never leaves out with a empty stomach. I'm not leaving King of Elite with a prolonged drought. I'm leaving King of Elite with water poured all over it. I'm going to feast on the given supplement. Call me harsh or call me a negative man but I will back you down to the one looking in from the outside. Much like that one person who had been doing it for half of his career.

That one they used to call Viper.

Re: EAW Promoz! (Section closed) January 27th 2016, 12:11 am by Guest

King of Elite Promo #1

I made a conscious decision which effected the whole landscape of the Vixens Division

Wide awake, I’m in your head
Asleep, I haunt your dreams
Soon this nightmare will be for real
I burst through your thoughts
Wake you up with the pain you will experience
I am your nightmare
The one you choose to hide from
I am your nightmare
The one you can’t abide
I make you wake up covered in cold sweats
This little nightmare you shall never ever forget
I am the one you choose to hate
This won’t end until I scare you straight
Soon your nightmare will come to an end
No more, it will stop to a crashing halt
Leaving you dead inside
You will cease to exist

Poem by Madison Kaline 2016

**Madison Kaline is seen backstage, she is in a locker room, she is holding a Tarah Nova T-Shirt, she is looking at it and laughing, she begins to talk, looking at her t-shirt**
Tarah Nova, you are the epitome of everything I hate with this world. You’re the type of person who thinks it’s cool to walk around, like a freak. Being a freak in this world, gets you beat up. This is the real world, and in the real world, people like you aren’t the leaders of anything. People like you work at McDonalds, like the rest of these ingrates who cheer for you in the stands. It ends Saturday at King of Elite, your reign of freakness ends. You belief of you being the leader of anything ends, but most importantly your career ends. I am what you want Tarah, everything I have you want. You envy me, you are so jealous of me. Ever since I came to EAW, you have been jealous of me. I have it all, the looks, the talent, the personality. I could get any guy in the world, and that makes you outraged, because while Zack Genesis was eating you out. I was at the club with my former partner in crime, who shall remain nameless, because she is a worthless sack of crap, but anyway I got off track, I was at the club, and I was rejecting guys left and right. Why because I can, you see you settle, I hunt for more, I want more. I was a happy-go-lucky simpleton who didn’t truly see the world for what it was. I was like that my whole life until I came to EAW, but months upon months of being bullied and tormented, I made a conscious decision which effected the whole landscape of the Vixens Division, you are well aware of the rest Tarah. It all started at Pain for Pride, which was the turning point, in not just my career, but the turning point in your career as well, Tarah. I mean just stop and think about that for a bit, before Pain for Pain, you were this fearless bitch, who nobody dared mess with. You were in main event matches with the likes of Cameron Ella Ava, and even Xavier Williams, you were the main girl of this division, everybody wanted to be in your spot, teenage girls wanted to be just like Tarah Nova! (Madison starts ripping the t-shirt; she lets out an evil high pitched laugh, throws the t-shirt on the ground, and looks at the camera and begins to talk again)

Then Pain for Pride happened, I knocked you off your pedestal, because finally someone had the balls to stand up to you. You see you are no different than me, and for far too long, people have been drilling in to my head that you are the best. (Madison laughs quietly to herself) You are not the best, I am the best, and I refuse to believe you are superior to me. There was a time, when I would believe you were better than me, those days are long gone, that person is dead, and Madison Kaline was born. Not only did I steal your thunder at Pain for Pride, but I became what you once where. I became the most feared Vixen in all of EAW. I took any fear you had left, you became a shell of your former self. I beat you for your Vixens Championship, and then what happened? You left; you couldn’t handle the fact that someone was better than you. You couldn’t handle the fact that someone was stealing your spotlight day in and day out. So you left, and here I was on top of the world. I was the Vixens Champion, I was doing so much press for the company, so many interviews, I was a rock star, you saw all this and it was eating away at you. You couldn’t live with yourself, because every time you looked into a mirror you were disgusted with the person you saw. I am on Tarah Nova’s mind twenty four hours a day ladies and gentleman. I’m like a song you just can’t stop playing in your head, Tarah can’t get me out. No matter how hard she tries, no matter how many chances she screws me out of reclaiming my Vixens Championship, I will always be there; ready to knock her off her pedestal. She knows it, she refuses to believe it. Don’t get me wrong though folks, there is no denying Tarah Nova of her talent, she is a gifted wrestler, however with that said, what Tarah doesn’t understand is that I am the not just talented, not just gifted, but I am the greatest Vixen of all time, better than HBG, Cameron Ella Ava, better than anyone of these talentless hoes who have wrestled in the Vixens Division through the years. Too good to get any recognition, you see I’ve been held back and overlooked for so long in EAW, that is just second nature to me so when I don’t win awards like Vixen of the Year, it doesn’t bother me, I know they just give it to Cameron Ella Ava, to feed her ego. I don’t need an award to tell me how good I am. I know how good I am, and you Tarah, you will learn how good I am this Saturday. I am in the prime of my career. I am just getting started here in EAW. If Tarah Nova wants a fight, then well she got one. This isn’t going to be pretty, there will be blood, and there will be a resolution. Tarah Nova vs Madison Kaline, the best rivalry in Vixens history, so good it doesn’t need a title to make it relevant. This Saturday at King of Elite, it will be a full blown battle. I am ready; I’m pumped to prove to everybody in the world, that I am the Killer of the Vixen Killer; I am ready to show everybody who really is The Mistress of Death Madison Kaline. The question is Tarah Nova ready for the fight of her life?

**Madison picks the shirt up off the floor, tosses it in the trash bin as she walks away, camera fades**

Re: EAW Promoz! (Section closed) January 27th 2016, 12:05 am by **Tig Kelly**

*Tig is seen seated on a steel chair in a dimly lit gym unwrapping his hands. He fixes the National Elite Championship so that its front and center in the shot drawing it as the focal point of the shot. He slings some tape to the ground and starts speaking firmly*

As great as I am I certainly am not perfect although the mistakes I have made are far and few in between. Usually these things are quite minor and never weigh on my conscience because I know I can overcome them without turning back time....But some times a major one slips through the cracks that badgers me incessantly in the darkness as I lay there tired. It races through my mind, it haunts me to know that I could have easily prevented such a large misstep in this timeline that led me to here. Rhaegar I can truly say one of the few things I've messed up in my life is not finishing you for good inside that Chamber. I had you beaten, broken, destroyed....I had you vulnerable as you've ever been and I just shifted my focus. At the moment it seemed like an eyes on the prize matter but in hindsight it was a foolish oversight that led to me having to deal with some double talking Greek that is hellbent on ruining everything that I do. Luckily the fine folks at EAW have allowed me a chance to fix this mistake and erase it, and you, from the history books. I say it all the time people, I will continue to only get better as I analyse my few flaws and act on them. Some would see this as the mark of a dangerous man, but others aren't quite smart enough to grasp this idea. Rhaegar specifically seems to think that while I have noticed a flaw but haven't made a complete 180 on it that I'm ignoring it completely thus not improving, but these kind of statements show the true reason Rhaegar isn't the one holding the title out of the two of us. When he sees a flaw in his game he takes it out completely and creates a new aspect to fill the hole in his game so it looks like he's constantly adapting. When I see a flaw in my game, I pick it out and continue to build on it to strengthen it and make it the reason I'm great. Instead of backing down when it doesn't go my way Tig Kelly steps the fuck up to the plate and moulds the weak material into a pillar to stand on. But I think we all saw the definite personification of that when Rhaegar walked away from our tag match carelessly knowing he was the weak point instead of playing to his strength in that match, i.e his partner. Funny how he'll tip his own hand like that without the bluff even being called...

*Tig takes the belt off and holds it up beside his face. He looks at his reflection in the gold plates as he smiles and starts in again on his speech*

This title seems to be the center of attention now a days doesn't it Rhaegar? Time and time again you go off and preach how the belt doesn't matter and how it doesn't make me a champion. You present yourself week in and week out as a champion without the belt who doesn't need foolish things like a gold plated strap to show such an accolade as well. But Rhaegar if you didn't need this so bad, why on earth has it been your sick obsession since I've won it? You attack me, you berate me, you call me out, you seek title matches all to come down to it and tell me how foolish it is that I think this belt has any worth. Its useless yet you chase it! I'm not a champion worth my own weight in hype yet you can't seem to leave your damned name out of my marquees. I must say that when I sought out to win a title in this company my goal was to make this the belt everyone wanted to gun for, so it would seem as though this "piece of fabric" as you so lightly put it did make at least that dream come true. My Greek friend I hope when you're watching tape and reflecting on the past few weeks in preparation you take as much time as you can to watch you walking up the ramp in that tag match leaving me out to dry. I'm sure it was a fine moment for you to smile about leaving me to take the beat down, but I want you to focus on the actual walking because this Saturday at King of Elite I am going to correct the biggest mistake of my career and make sure you can never use those legs to walk away from me again.

Re: EAW Promoz! (Section closed) January 26th 2016, 11:26 pm by Guest

.:KING OF ELITE #2:.

"You can't get under my skin..."

The scene begins with Eris LeCava and The Heart Break Gal sitting in the middle of Eris’ living room. Eris looks at HBG with a concerned look as HBG attentively looks back.

Eris: I just don’t know whether I should take this approach towards this entire situation.

HBG: You have to do whatever you have to do, Eris. You can’t continue to let this try hard feel empowered.

Eris: You’re right, I shouldn’t. Although, her words resonate with me in more ways than one…

HBG slams her first onto the carpet.

HBG: This is all a mind game, Eris. All she’s trying to do is get in your head. She’s trying to see if you’re going to react differently by manipulating you to get you to lower your guard so she can attack you when you’re the most vulnerable. She wants to get inside your shell and see the raw Eris LeCava. The young Eris who was scared and afraid. The naïve Eris who would trust any soul that would give her the time of day. The idiotic Eris that would show her best face to opponents when you should’ve just kicked their asses and humiliated them when you had the chance. You can’t condone this type of foolery. I simply won’t allow it.

Eris: I’m not condoning anything, HBG. I’m just trying to think and I feel like I can’t because I have a million thoughts running through my mind 24/7. I can hardly get some sleep in since my mind is always racing. Thoughts, ideas, possibilities, doubts, concerns - everything is going through my fucking head. Do you know what it feels like, HBG? I feel hopeless and empowered at the same time. My moods can shift within a second and I can either be the cocky Eris LeCava that sits at the top of pedestal or I can be the angry, sad, confused Eris LeCava that wonders what the future has in store for the anti-vixen. I haven’t felt this way since my match at Shock Value with Maddie. However, last time there was a happy ending for me. There will be a happy ending for me this time, right?

HBG: Eris, what’s so special about Cloud that you’re beginning to doubt yourself?!

Eris: I’m not doubting myself, I swear! I’m being realistic, HBG! I went to my therapist again, she continues to berate me and bombard me with coping skills that have empirical data stating that they have been proven successful with people like me. She said I should use these when I’m feeling a little stressed. I think they would be appropriate to use right now—

HBG: NO.

Eris: No?

HBG: You’re being a hypocrite. Don’t let your personality disorder take over when you need your mental stability the most. You need to be focused, Eris. I know it sounds like I’m being a bit harsh on you, but I just want you to be successful. (HBG smiles as she begins to stroke Eris’ cheek.)

Eris: Oh gosh, HBG. You’re so right! What was I thinking? What would I do without you?

HBG smiles as she reaches behind her back and pulls out a Cloud Matsuda action figure.

HBG: Now… Tell the doll how you feel…

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I can’t sit here and be a hypocrite as much as I’d like to. You have a point, Cloud. We both share similar characteristics. You want to be taken seriously, I want to be taken seriously. You like chicks, I like chicks. You’re begging to be in the lime light and god damn it I can’t live without it. We both may be taking different paths but we have the same destination. After hearing your words there’s something that stuck out to me like a sore thumb. You strive to be put in the EAW record books. (Eris laughs) That’s pretty funny because when I was going against Maddie I also said the same thing. It’s crazy to think that someone who I despise can have the same mentality as me. Maybe you are right, Cloud. This is why we can’t stand each other. We’re too similar and it’s creating this toxic environment. As much as I’d like to say it’s false, believe it or not but we’re both competing for the same thing…

RESPECT.

In this industry you’re either treated as a god, praised for your wrestling abilities or you’re looked at as the biggest scum on earth. There’s no in between and that’s why it’s so important for me to keep this championship. I don’t think you understand – without this I’m absolutely NOTHING. Before I became Vixens champion, I was just a psychotic bitch who didn’t have a future in this company. I haven’t had the opportunity to defend my title enough to show the doubters that I am a great Vixens Champion. I’m sorry to say, Cloud, but I HAVE to take you down in order to be taken a bit more seriously around this place. It’s nothing personal, or maybe it is – regardless, I can’t let you come out as Vixens Champion in King of Elite. Just thinking about it makes me want to vomit. I can feel my heart bump through my chest, I can feel my face feel warm to the touch, I feel my palms beginning to produce sweat. It’s just complicated. But I want to let you know Cloud Matsuda that I know every little trick you’re trying to play. I sense that you’re becoming warmer, friendly almost. You’re beginning to compliment me – something that hasn’t happened since the first time we met in the squared circle. You’re buttering me up, aren’t you? You’re trying to see me lower my guard down. I bet you’re just praying to God that I say shit like “Oh, Cloud is right! Maybe I should open up and tell her how I really feel…” You continue to use HBG as some sort of insult but newsflash; she’s taught me much more in our 2 months together than my 10 year in wrestling. People can call me obsessed and how I’m afraid of losing Hexa-Gun and you’re completely right. I’m afraid of going back to where I was. I’m on an entire different level and there’s no way I can go back! Why can’t you understand that?!

This was my pathetic attempt at being civil. I can’t be the Eris you admired months back. I can’t go back to frolicking around with homeless people on the Vegas strip. I’ve finally realized that I’m better than that. I don’t have to win the love from fans and I sure as hell don’t have to be liked amongst my peers. I have my own little circle and I’m perfectly fine being there. So stop trying to get into my head. You can’t pull a fast one over me, Cloud. You can call me paranoid and but baby doll I slipped out of my momma’s vag wondering if there was anyone after me. I’m ready to once and for all shut you up and throw you to the back of the bus where you BELONG. I can’t even believe I almost took into consideration your petty words.

What was I thinking?!

Re: EAW Promoz! (Section closed) January 26th 2016, 5:47 pm by **Brian Daniels**

There's a future of this foundation, and I'm afraid that your vision of triumph will not be involved with it. It's not unlikely that a man that's determined to succeed where he hasn't in nearly four years; would result to desperation. You're slowly disintegrating yourself from the inside out, because you confessing to having a wild obsession with the World Championship is unmistakable. I know how to work my way around this compulsion --- I've once endorsed all of my time into attaining what very well appeared to be the impossible. Of course, this case of craving to be the very best... it isn't abnormal within our community of hungry beasts. All you have to do is take one good look around, and it won't take you an extending period of time to realize how savage this company is. You've competed in Elite Answers Wrestling far longer than I have, even when this company had no bounds to it. It's something we both have in common, we've both experienced how dangerous it is to wrestle one match. Our track record has gone to show that we've survived throughout all and all --- we have persevered, and we strive to be the greatest athletes this industry has come to seen. There's been times where we have seen our dreams come to fruition, and there has been times where we second guessed ourselves. It's all apart of this "circle of life" ordeal, we're either being hunted, or we're waiting around to play as the prey to another. I'm on the top of the food chain right now, and yet I'm always targeted as if I were portrayed as the prey. You're chasing me with a spear in your hand; expecting to bring home an accolade that you'll be proud of for the rest of your life. This process is never ending, but I'll provide you with the wisdom you once provided me with. You need to get to the point where you'll be remembered no matter what, you need to battle through whatever war you're going through... and you need to ensure this company remembers you for the success story that you once were. I've said it before; I'm aware that this title is temporary to my name, and it's a proving point of why I'm the best talent this company currently has. On the other hand, I'm also prepared to be stripped of this pride, to be stripped of this honor, but I haven't readied myself quite yet.

Do you know why I think you're ever so desperately trying to make yourself significant again? I think deep down, somewhere within your humbled spirit; you're afraid of being forgotten. I can't confirm this, and I most certainly can't state it as fact, but your aura is coming off as a veteran who's been unsuccessful for years now. I want to believe that this company could never forget you, but I've come to terms that despite how legendary you become --- this company has short term memory loss, and it can erase us from history with ease.That's the reason I want to reign as your World Heavyweight Champion, despite what your thoughts are on the impact that I've made so far. I know that I've already proved the naysayers wrong, I know that every doubter that's ever put their money on the other guy was WRONG. I don't need you to convince me, and I most certainly don't need you to tell me that my time has passed. This World Championship --- it means everything to me, and to let it go; would be like signing my own death certificate. I know the type of misery you're going through, I know the agony that follows shortly after. It took me four years to acquire my very first World Championship. It's been four years since you've last had one, we're nearly on common ground here. I know the type of person I'm up against, I know you're not fragile... and I know it's going to take everything I have, and then some just to conquer you. I have never, and will NEVER underestimate your ability to live up to the hype you've been given over the years. You've put on some memorable matches, and have proven why your career is that of a Hall of Famer's. I don't need to express my feelings on how I feel that you're one of the best, no matter what list titles certain entities as the greatest. You've never once felt entitled to something you thought you deserved, you always worked your way to earning it. I shaped my career off of that, I molded my success by doing that. I regret to inform you that --- I'm here to oppose you. I chose my opposition, and it so happened to be you. You can laugh at my intentions to continue your drought, but you won't be laughing when I turn "fiction into facts", it won't be a laughing matter. I'm going to overcome the odds, I'll face diversity head on, and send you back ow your way back to the wastelands. I will not provide your desert with water, I will only further contribute to the drought you suffer in.

There is something everyone must learn about me and that is that opportunities always swing my way. I gather that people have preached about Liam Catterson not living up to the expectations of being what he used to be but those people are best left in the cold. Those type of people are never the best people to listen to all because they, to me, are the most ignorant example of what the human race represents. They are all to ignorant to realise, this has happened to previous stars in this company and it will happen in the future. It is happening to me, failure after every occasion but never giving up accepting the opportunity to attempt to succeed. You can try to kill my aspirations of success but it will never prevail so everyone should just give up patronising my name in attempts to shatter me completely. Unfortunately, you idiots have the upper hand on my entrance to a possible entrance of the King of Elite tournament, this was a fluke entrance and even I can admit that but all because Gabriel Eden is too much of a pussy to stay in this company and show is why he is better than me. I told every single person that the heat of the moment would get to the young chap but nobody listened as usual because everyone’s heads are up their own assholes as usual. They don’t listen and am I surprised that I became true to the statement? No because like I have preached time and time again, I am better than all of you pieces of shit and that is the way it will remain until the end of my days on this infectious planet. As soon as he ‘beat’ me, people even jumped to the conclusion that Eden would win this thing and whilst he is forced to pull out of this competition, I stand not as a man of confidence, but a man amused by everyone being so wrong that it is humiliating. And what happens when I finally get my rightful place in the finals to compete and win the King of Elite crown? What will be the reaction of the people who fail to support my purpose? They will be silent with confusion because Liam Catterson, somehow defied the odds and won to finally be the Ultimate King of EAW. Unfortunately, I should be tasked to battle three worthless assholes, who management assumed was at the possibility of taking the fight to the finals. Like I said, my knowledge surpasses every single one, inside and outside this company and whilst management are too delirious to figure out right from wrong, I have no problems taking out the three candidates of this number one contender match to fill in for the pussy, Eden. Eclipse Diemos, Erebus Jennings and Nick Angel.

I do not see three worthy candidates. I see children trying to become men and children should have no right to hold the privilege of king. Their fighting abilities, amateurish. Their threats, bare. You guys have no right to be in this match and I have no clue why the staff would think it was a great idea shoving three worthless, talentless fucks in this number one contender match. We have Erebus Jennings, a man who was promised to deliver so much but you fell off the radar pretty rapidly. Seriously, what was the hype all about? All because you proved so much in other companies that thought could rival EAW? Oh big deal, I’ve known and competed against men who thought they were hot shit in small companies aiming to be great, they thrived on the superiority in that federation and when it came to competition in EAW, they couldn’t repeat that trend for the big leagues. You are keen to say that I have not achieved anything in EAW since my return almost one year ago but the thing is, I have achieved something in this company and it is so ironic you label us as failures when no man has failed to seize the opportunity more than you, a man expected to bring potential to this company. But all we get from you is another reject that is overrated. The thing you three have in common is you have found little success in this company yet I am a former Answers World Champion and previous King of Extreme holder. I fought off Methuselah and the pain I tolerated was worth it. Erebus has no chance of living up to the hype in this company. He came in as this big deal but suddenly, we learnt to live with the fact he is just as overrated as men like Drastik and Gabriel Eden. And that is all you will ever be, my friend. You may as well loosen the grip of that hope you will build for yourself because success and Erebus Jennings is a combination that is defined with impossible. The same could be said about Nick Angel, a man who many thought would get somewhere when he first joined EAW. And last year, people imagined that this would be his year. On both occasions, he failed to deliver because like Erebus Jennings, he is not the man right for success in EAW. I’ve even had the opportunity to break him down when he was aligned to the likes of Venom and Johnny Ventura, when I was the crack in their little trio. Ever since then, what has become of Nick Angel? Nothing because Nick Angel is a born failure for this company and it will be hilarious to hear his words of faith that he will become the winner to face off against Aren and Lucian because like I have said, nobody has ever spoken about the talents of Nick Angel since he teamed with Venom. Nick has been in and out of EAW for a long while and when he leaves this company for one final time, he won’t have anything tremendous to add to his resume. You came a long way in other federations a long time ago Nick but the bridge to success in this company is too unstable for you to cross so you can proceed with the same suggestion I brought to Erebus and that is to remove all expectations of victory out of your thick skull and continue being the worthless nobody that everyone doesn’t care about.

And finally, Eclipse Diemos. I am not going to hide the fact that out of all three of my opponents, Eclipse is possibly the most threatening guy to stop me from stepping into the final battle but that doesn’t mean he will achieve success with his aggressive approach, I just mean that he poses more of a fight that Erebus and Angel combined. Then again, that shouldn’t really be a massive deal for you because I have mentioned how both Erebus and Angel are overhyped nobodies who will walk out this company in disgrace. You might actually get somewhere in this company but I am leaving that possibility as a 50% occurrence because I am certain that you won’t reach the finals but as long as you stay out my way, success may find its way to you. On the King of Elite show, success won’t find its way to you however because there is only one focus of triumph out of all of us, Lucian Black and Aren Mstislav. To think any of you scrubs have a chance to get victory is comical and I am sure you will be keeping the entire world aware that your intention of victory is alive. Sadly, you three idiots have this notion to believe fiction and that is why you will fatally fail in this match whilst I ascend to compete in the match to crown the new King of Elite, a match I shall also succeed in. It is a thought of fiction to a lot of people who will be quick to assume the worst for me but there is a massive reason why I was considered for this match in the first place. Anyone could’ve been selected but I was given this extra chance because deep down, people know success is bound to be fortunate to me once again and that will apparent at King of Elite. And a message to Aren and Lucian since those guys will have to opportunity of contending with me…You guys will be focused on trading shots against each other all week long, forgetting about the addition of Liam Catterson. All this time, you will have been prepared to idolise yourselves as the new king but now, your odds have been sliced and success reaches near to impossible. I look forward to dissecting you both in the finals itself, with the finale of this saga resulting in the crown returning to Liam Catterson. I won’t be sorry to have robbed the pair of you men of your efforts with this blessed opportunity but there is one thing the human race needs to appreciate and that is life is not fair. Ask that to Mr. Eden.

King of Elite Promo #2

"Guts Over Fear"

Hokkaido, Japan.

(Cloud and Miss Manami are on a train headed towards the more remote region of the island. For the past twenty minutes they were the only passengers until a teenage school girl boarded by herself. Surprised to see the two joshi, she greets them with a simple wave and precedes to the other side of the car where she begins reading a book.)

Cloud: Minamoto-senpai...where are we all the way out here? Where are we going?

Manami: You see that girl over there?

Cloud: Yeah. What of her?

Manami: She's the sole reason why this railroad line is still going this far out.

Cloud: Why?

Manami: As you know the Japanese countryside is dwindling in its population. Many railroad stations are being shut down due to a low population. We've had an issue with a low birthrate for many years now, and our young adults are staying in the larger cities or leaving the country all together.

Cloud: What does this have to do with her?

Manami: Kyu-Shirataki station was supposed to close down months ago. When Japan Railways checked their ridership, they noticed there was still one passenger who use the train twice a day, six days a week. Basically, one her way to and from school. Because we Japanese value education, the railway company has decided to keep Kyu-Shirataki station open until the end of the fiscal year which is around the time the girl is expected to graduate high school. Millions of yen spent each day for one girl Cloud...one girl because she is the future...Japan's future.

Cloud: (shocked) W-wow...

Manami: You may think otherwise but you too are Japan's future. The people are behind just as much they are behind Haruna. If Ariana Miyamoto has taught us anything is that being Japanese is not about your looks...but your attitude and spirit. Be proud of who you are. You are Black-American yes...but you are also Japanese. You are a child of two races that thrive on perseverance. Know it, embrace it, and practice it.

Cloud: (nods) H-hai...

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I appreciate that you were able to get your head out your own ass for a moment and answered my question with honesty. I'm more than happy to oblige your request. As well. I'll start with answering the question posed in the title of your promo.

'Do you know what you're getting yourself into?'

I know exactly what I'm getting myself into Eris. I'm putting myself out there...risking my reputation for a shot at immortality...a title that guarantees my place in the record books. I'm risking life and limb to take on an opponent whose been declared legally insane...someone who is capable of anything at anytime. I saw your match at Shock Value, how you pushed yourself to the very limit to beat Madison Kaline. I may like to be lighthearted in my promos but I don't doubt for one second the hell you will rain down upon me. I am but a princess who is about to venture into the deepest darkest parts of the forest known as the human psyche sword in hand to slay an all powerful witch...and the beast that guards her.

I know for a fact Luzmala will be there watching my every move. He will try to intimidate me at every turn, his piercing gaze will attempt to send shivers down my spine. He will call me coward, traitor, tryhard. You know what? Screw it. I'll own up to all three. What I did at the Awards Show reeks of cowardice! And because of that cowardice I became a traitor. And now here I am 'trying extra hard' to earn back the respect and adoration I felt I lost. People say its okay...I call that pity. I don't need anyone's pity. What I desire is redemption. The only way that can be achieved is by beating you at King of Elite, and the way I will be able to do that is walking into the match with a clear mind and a honest heart. That with the accumulation of knowledge and skill I've obtain over the years are the tools I need to beat you Eris.

'Who is Cloud? Who is this woman who is threatening my home in paradise? Who is this intruder who believes in her small brain that she can surpass my talent and in-ring ability? Let’s take a look back, shall we?'

Who am I? I am Cloud Matsuda. The Sky Princess and soon to be Sky Queen of EAW. What makes me believe in my small brain that I can surpass your talent and in-ring ability? Guts over fear Eris LeCava. When I'm backed into a corner...whenever I'm confronted by my own demons I dig deep and find the light of bravery from within. I will sharpen that light and slay the darkness...your darkness. Why? Because I know the truth about you Eris. I saw how you came to terms with yourself...how you used the struggle from within as a bridge to connect with others. Remember how you reached out to the public on the Vegas strip? I do. Deep down inside you want to be loved. Let's take a look back shall we? Let's start with when I first arrived at EAW, which by the way was DURING the EoE tournament so I wasn't qualified to participate. You was a lost soul obsessed with Heart Break Gal, consumed in your own self-pity. After heartbreak and heartbreak, you was about to crumble. But did you give up on yourself? No, you sought within. You gave up on your quest for HBG'S affections and stood on your own. That's what got you that championship. Then who magically opens up her door to you once you gain a bit of success? HBG...then all of the sudden you regress. Just. Like. That. You're worried about being dropped by Hexagun!? They should be worried about you dropping them. You're better than them. And if I have to kick your crazy ass around that ring to make you see that then so be it.

'What’s going to happen if you do in fact manage to pray to sweet baby jesus and pull a fast one over me? What’s next? Do you know what its like having 20 women come after you with a pitch fork, demanding you to hand over the title? You seem to always feel a bit overwhelmed especially when you get into heated feuds like this one, so can you give me a quick overview of the coping skills that you’re going to acquire when you’re exposed to the entire world and realize that half of the fucking population wants to see you in a fucking ditch with your eyes gauged out??'

You answered this in your own promo. Eat. Sleep. Challenge. Repeat. You may look down upon my ideology Eris, but it's what gets me up in the morning ready to take on the world. It's what keeps the CloudNation going strong! It's the same mindset athletes around the world have during high levels of competition...

It's the same path you walk Eris LeCava. Here comes the cliché:

You and I are not that different from each other.

Ha! I bet you're reeling from that aren't ya? You're probably tearing your hair out right now. I know you can't stand me...but now I know why. We both want the same things...and we're both scared to lose what we have. Therein lies our mutual dilemma. You don't want to lose your title and I don't want to lose my chance at redemption.

Welp one of us is going to lose. But whoever it is I can safely say this: We're not going to be the same when this is all over with.

Guts over fear LeCava. Time to fly.

I got to hand it to you. You are my biggest opponent ever since returning. Throughout all my mixes and derbies, you are the biggest one yet.

HOWEVER.

You will also be my BIGGEST DEFEAT since upon returning as well.

Therefore, the Prodigal Son has a story to tell. It's about two lions living in the wild. One of them is the alpha of all the lands that no other animal species would dare challenge.

On the other hand, there's a lion further out from the lands that the alpha lion possesses. This lion knows how well the alpha lion runs things and how he would catch himself in deep danger if he ever tried to attack the alpha lion and take his territory without some sort of gameplan. So throughout the years, this lion would stand back and watch the other lions try to conquer the alpha lion. He would continue to watch and watch until an opportunist time. But even when it is time to set up for an attack, the alpha lion would still be too much to handle.

You want to know something crazy that the lion did after knowing all of this? He trained himself to endure pain. He ran through obstacles that he didn't need to go through. He could have easily been there going head-to-head with the alpha lion but instead, he wanted to STRUGGLE, HE WANTED TO TASTE AGONIZING FEELING OF BEING BELOW THE BOTTOM OF HIS OWN BREED. There have been many alphas lions other than the main one that I'm talking about. But these alpha lions are insignificant because everyone knows of their greed and how much they don't need to stand above any land anymore. Other than this lion, who should have been considered an alpha. He desired not to be greedy but instead eat a meal that would last forever against this one particular alpha lion that no one can touch.

This alpha lion is YOU, Brian Daniels.

Meanwhile the other alpha lions are none other than Mr. DEDEDE, Jaywalker and Y2Impact.

As the lion that dropped below his standards is the Heart Break Boy.

I'm not saying how I have been planning this moment all along but I'm saying how much stronger that I have vented off struggle. People have placed me in categories with these three gentlemen for a long time. Even some haven't because my lack of earned victories. But they must understand, I don't have half the championships as these men and still my name is associated with them in some sort of way. It may be because of my industrial success because I hold the most gold ever in this industry but why judge by theses standards? In EAW, I have been torn apart by being ordained with them while later on being denied. And through it all, I'm happy to be denied. I'm happy NOT to be apart of the "GOAT Circle" anymore. I'm happy because my whole career won't be defined as the greatest along with three other men. Instead, my own greatness comes off struggle into a new poison that I call "redemption." This redemption is because Jesus Christ, the Son of God. Yes, I am aware how people mock me because of the way I glorify Jesus but if you're in the Bible like I am, you would understand why. I also don't accurately account my relationship with Jesus as my "religion." I put no title on it. It's just a relationship. And because of Jesus, he's the one I put above my struggles and the reason why I'm back at this point, facing off against you, Brian. You know it's funny because Lioncross told me the same thing how he was "Christian," yet I questioned his characteristics. As for you, Brian, I won't worry about your relationship with Christ because Lioncross made it completely evident for persecuting me and lacking the sight of my change. It's alright though, Lioncross proved why he was still one of the best God-gifted wrestlers in this business. But I won't challenge his strides like yours, Brian. I do of course want you to bring your best, which I don't need to ask for. You're EAW World Heavyweight Champion. It's like asking Satan to tempt me with evil deeds. It's completely foolish.

One thing I want to clear up for your ears before we continue this. I don't NEED the limelight. It's child's play for a guy like me. I don't fight for temporary glory or fame. I'll leave that to the group of Hexa-Folk. But I do NEED that belt around my waist. And I'm going to have it. I'm gold-driven. I'm not glory-seeking. Besides people already know who I am. I have million of fans around the EAW Universe! There's no need of extra cheap "HBB Chants!" I want those chants to turn into hand-claps whether I beat you or not. I'm going to lay it all on the line. I haven't said this in a long time but I'm going to show you why I am THE SHOWSTEALER, THE HEADLINER, THE MAINEVENT.... THE GOLDEN BOY! It's been a long time coming but guys like you make me feel young in this business again, which is a compliment. Likewise, don't take my compliments to heart too much as I won't take your complete just statements about me as lightly either. Instead, visualize this as a warning, Mr. Daniels. If I'm feeling much younger, then you best to expect a wise legend in a faster motion and gritty desire to toss you around like a rag-doll all over that ring. It's a warning to watch what you say because your words can be too powerful. They can fuel a person, they can cause depression on a person or they can kill ya! Which one do you chose, Mr. Daniels? My own choice is to fuel you up because that's just the type of guy I am. The stronger you are, the harder it will be to defeat you and the most likely, I will gain strength off it. I didn't call myself that underachieving lion for no reason. Too bad for my concerns that it stops here. There will be no more unachieved. There will be more sparks, more reasons to go out there to give it my all. You say that you would love for the Heart Break Boy to take that title off you if anyone can. Well, I hope I don't disappoint you. I'm not saying IF I win but WHEN I WIN. I don't want that smile you have while claiming me as one of the few people to take that title off you to vanish. I would love nothing more but to see you keep that same smile. Then again, who could smile after their teeth is knocked to the back of their head?

At King of Elite, I want all the doubters in my corner to rub their head after this one. As they all believe what our EAW Heavyweight Champion believes that the drought will continue. HA!

Not on my watch.

I'll give you credit where it's due; you're correct, HBB. I don't need the EAW World Heavyweight Champion. I don't need to further my success by reigning as your EAW World Heavyweight Champion. I don't need the EAW World Heavyweight Champion to prove any points in this company. BUT I WANT THE ELITE ANSWERS WRESTLING WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP, BECAUSE I EARNED IT. You look me dead in the eyes, and with a straight face --- YOU TELL ME I DIDN'T. I know, that you know, that I earned this gold. My heart beats for this championship, I've done nothing... NOTHING. But thrive to ascend from the bottom, now look at where I stand. I don't stand above you, I stand as equal. You don't have to endorse your time into a tale - of Brian Daniels overcoming the odds. I knew from the exact moment when Tyler Parker was in agonizing pain, and his hand thudded against the canvas over and over. The moment where I knew I was where I belonged, when I won back the championship that I never LOST. I KNEW that I would hold onto this championship for an extended period of time. Do you want to know why that is? I think you can familiarize with this quote, "people often forget when you were on top." --- I try not to wrap my entire existence of being the Heavyweight Champion of the World on that one sentence. But every night that I press my head against my pillow, and I'm prepared to rest my beaten up body. I wonder what's to come, what's to come when the day comes... and I no longer have the accolade that molded my being. I don't want you to take this the wrong way, because I know there will be a day where I'm not World Heavyweight Champion anymore. It will be a game changing day in my life, but I will have to cope with the aftermath of that. And I certainly don't know how to do such a thing, as you can already tell; I've held onto this title for a VERY long time. I don't have the intentions of letting it go so lightly, not even to you. It's funny, really, because if I were to lose it to anyone, I would love for it to be you. You see where I persistently contradict myself in this situation? I've never been put in this sort of scenario --- where I'm against a man who's showcased how truthful he can be. I understand where you're coming from, I've been there myself. You're in a drought that you can't seem to find your way out of, and what better way to end such a drought by successfully defeating Brian Daniels? It appears so nicely set up for you, it seems like if there was ever an opportunity that you needed to take advantage of... it's now. I know you crave gold, you're not called "The Golden Boy" for nothing; your obsession with it has become to a point where you lust for it.

I once lusted for it, I once dreamed for the Cinderella story to come true... I wanted that moment so bad, I stuck it throughout the time span I've spent in this company with each return and departure. It took me four or so years just to walk out everything I worked up for. Do you know how foolish I was back then? I can't make that same mistake, I will not turn my back on this championship. I know what I'm up against, and it's not the friendly Heart Break Boy that everyone has come to love. It's the Heart Break Boy who's desperately doing whatever he can --- to find himself back in the limelight. I will admit, you are truly deserve that limelight more than anyone else in EAW today. You've waited your time, and you knew that you would once again be granted an opportune moment to seize the day. I will never regret the moment where I handpicked you as my opponent, whether the authority was going to accept it or not. I wasn't going into King of Elite with another ordinary opponent that will take it for granted. It's so common that World Championship matches are taken for granted? The greed is what gets the better of certain individuals, or there's such a thing of feeling "entitled" to be a World Champion. I've dealt with that, I know what it's likes... and it's a breather to be against someone that see's this match as I do. I know the disrespect that you've been getting from ignorant elitists, and for all the wrong reasons; your religion. I respect you, I respect that you're a Christian, and I'm one too. I thank God every night before I go to sleep, for giving me the blessed life that I live, and I cherish it everyday. If it weren't for him, I wouldn't be here, preparing to wrestle the best match that I've ever competed in. I said it once, I'll gladly repeat myself; it's an absolute honor and privileged to share the ring with you. I don't want you to overlook my kindness, I'm still the same person as I have always been. I've always been an aggressive human being when it comes to wrestling, I've always pushed my opponent's past their breaking point, and even further. I'm not going to change it up, just because I'm facing you. I may not like it, but I'm still forced to abandon you in the desert that you'll furthermore struggle in. I know, one day you'll be able to find your way out of it, you're a fighter and a survivor. But you're not what I am, you're not a champion. I may be up against the frenzied, daring, and determined Heart Break Boy, but don't forget to realize that I'm the biggest threat you have had since returning. My championship, it's your ticket back to the top, and who says I'm going to give it to you? When you're a World Champion, it's nothing... but war. I've been fighting through this war since Midsummer Massacre, and I'll continue to fight through it and get past King of Elite with the bounty on my head. I just hope you've prepared a contingency plan, if not...

The drought will continue.

Re: EAW Promoz! (Section closed) January 25th 2016, 11:44 pm by **Venom**

(The camera pans into a park where snow flakes are gently falling to the ground. A thin layer of snow blankets the ground and the side walks. Footsteps are seen in the snow leading to a central area of the park where a fountain is located. Sitting on a nearby park bench is Erebus Jennings. He has his head in his hands. He looks up and reaches out to feel snowflakes fall into his hands. He stares into the distance as he finally begins to speak.)

A second chance... a second chance to rewrite a wrong. Occurrences as rare as these must be cherished and utilized. Through all of this with Eclipse, my mind has become clouded and I've begun to neglect my most important and vital objectives. Through the torment and the kidnapping of Nightmare; I've begun to fail the darkness. A dear friend was taken from me and I've failed to get him back. I've failed to persevere in King of Elite and I've failed to to make an impact in EAW. But through all of my failures, I have been given an opportunity for redemption. Before this opportunity passes me by, it is time that I rewrite my wrongs. The time has come for me to begin to make amends.

(Erebus slowly stands up as he looks around the surrounding area. He looks at his arm and hands where Nightmare and his bat are usually located before walking up to the fountain and looking at his reflection at his water which displays, the White, Black, and Red face paint.)

Erebus: A man is most dangerous when you deprive him of what he holds dear. For when you do that, you leave him with nothing left to lose and everything to gain. I question why people would want to do something so foolish, and I think I've finally unearthed the answer. Sometimes it will break and individual, and though they have nothing left to lose, they lack the conviction to retaliate and to continue on. So I can understand why Eclipse has done this. But another opportunity is before me... and opportunity I'm not worthy of for my failures to darkness. But whether it be darkness' doing for just great fortune for me, I get an opportunity. More than one to be exact. In one match, I get the opportunity to make amends for my failures in the King of Elite tournament and make it to the finals that Eclipse Diemos deprived of me, and take down the very man whose put me in my current harrowing position. Nick Angel and Liam Catterson to me are individuals of innocence who have been put in a path of destruction where they can become unnecessary victims like so many others have become throughout the course of history. I've aspired to help my opponents; to liberate them and purge them of their evil, but in the process I have grown weak. To the point, I have been pushed into a corner where almost all dear to me has been deprived from me but yet is looming just over my head, just out of my grasp. I am a man with nothing left to lose. My dear friend Nightmare is in the clutches of another. I failed to protect him from the very type of individuals that darkness brought me to EAW to defeat, and I've continued to be unsuccessful to free him. An object that I often carry with me, a bat that I often have in my hand is also gone. I continue to be unsuccessful in honoring and spreading darkness like I came to EAW to do. I truly have nothing right now. Nothing left to lose that is. All but one thing. A mission of mine that has to be completed without failure...a debt I owe that must be repaid. A debt I owe to darkness and my friend Nightmare. I owe darkness for my failures. It's my duty as a disciple of darkness to accept what I've been incapable of doing and then become capable. I must win this match to represent darkness and Voltage in King of Elite. And I must rescue Nightmare from his captors, as that is one's duty to a friend; to free and liberate them of pain in their time of need.

(Erebus turns to the camera as snow continues to further blanket the park.)

Erebus: Eclipse, Nick, and Liam will all enter this match with similar claims that are all of equal irrelevance and inaccuracy. All of them failed just as I did to rightfully earn the title of a King of Elite finalist, but will that prevent them from claiming their already worthy of being given that title? Many people in this position would be appalled they would even have to win a match to earn a spot in the finals. But as man of humility, I have accepted my own short comings and know that this is an opportunity I shouldn't have been given. An opportunity that none of us should have been given for that matter. I have begun to feel insecurities that I never knew I had. I have been bested in ways like I've never been bested before. I have begun to feel anxiety for the first time in my career. I have been pushed into a corner where I feel I'm practically knocking on the door of insanity and if I continue to fail darkness and save and what I cherish, I may become something that even I may fear. Before I reach that point of no return, while I still have control of myself and the ability to remain calm, I have to set things right. Nick Angel and Liam Catterson, I fear that you are bystanders that are foolishly intervening in a war between Eclipse and I, but I can't blame you. You two are merely fighting for your own glory, but I fight for something far more. Following Voltage, I feared that I was too late. I began to believe that I had neglected darkness for too long, and that I may have seen my final chance to save Nightmare pass by. I thought that I was going to be engulfed by the most impure side of darkness, a side of darkness even I know is dangerous. But through it all, I've managed to hang on and remain on the righteous path I've walked, even though I nearly was forced to make a detour that would have jeopardized everything. Just as I was about to plunge into a place of almost no return, this opportunity arose. An opportunity to avenge my recent failures and an opportunity to put away the most notable disgrace to darkness. I just hope that through it all, I can hold onto the disposition of who I am that is so close to being shattered.

(Erebus turns away and begins to talk down a path leading away from the park but he stops once more.)

The question and fear that looms in front of me now is am I worthy of being a King if I can't even keep my priorities intact and my dearest friend safe?

(Erebus begins to walk away once more as the snow begins to fall harder.)

It's situations like these that constitutes me going to the extremes to do what is right. Darkness and I are both in a state of disarray, and I alone must put things back in their rightful order before chaos falls upon us all.

(Erebus continues to walk away as the distance he has gone and the heavier snowfall shield him from being seen completely.)

(The camera fades to black.)

It must be a wonderous thing to say, "I HAVE EVERYTHING TO LOSE"? Because you're holding on to the very thing that makes the entire world look up to you. But does it take away in spite of losing the covenant World Heavyweight Championship the fact that you've held the title for such a duration filled with steam-rolled victories over other legends and talented guys. Wait one second... Did I just say "talented"? One of my favorite quotes and what has been singing in my head for so long has been from a guy that we're all familiar with. One of our very own EAW Hall of Famers should know this quote very well. I won't state the entire thing but I will like to recite that "No one is talented. It's an obsession. And when you're obsessed, there's no looking backwards." In fact, this quote deals with about every EAW World Heavyweight Champion, every legend and everybody that has engraved their names in history. There had to be some type of obsession to get to where we're at and I have to agree with half of this quote. I can't lie to myself, you or anybody else who has justified about my journey to gain gold once again in my career. I'm too real to make people think that I don't have any desire of being a champion. I have an obsession for championships. I have been this way since I began in this business and I will probably end this way even after I've hung up the boots. This is why I'm more focused when these matches are set with my name right under it. I don't hold back on championship matches and I will never tell anyone that they have a chance of retaining or capturing it from me.

After all, my gold-intentions has been empty for YEARS. I have stood back and watched champion after champion rise, which I have accepted. It was time to turn over a new leaf. You can't have guys like myself stealing the spotlight all the time. Even in Project EGO, I took a backseat until I was pushed out of my boundaries and considered another golden era. At Road at Redemption, I was on the verge of dominating the EAW Championship match until it taken from behind, literally, I was unaware of Xavier Williams own obsession against Thomas Minns. I guess you can't be too safe and I'm hoping not to expect loose ends from anybody else not involved in this match. I'm already confident that my partner and trustworthy friend, The Pizza Boy will call this match right down the middle, so the betrayals, the surprises should be thrown out of the widow. Some may ask then what is the reason for Pizza Boy to referee this match? He can either witness up close and personal how a champion turns into second place or how a champion not only backs his talk but can walk the walk while doing it. Either way, I'm aiming to win because I'm used to battling distractions. I have been doing it my whole life and many times, I have arose victorious in all my fallen moments.

I don't think too much about what people think of the Heart Break Boy. They can laugh at you, they can mock you, they can plant lies on you but one thing that can't do is steal the Heart Break Boy's joy. I'm just proud of the fact I am able to be in this type of match against a worthy caliber opponent. The thing is, there's another difference between I and Brian Daniels. You see, he does have everything to lose because he's champion but on the other hand, I have more than everything to lose and I don't even own a championship. I have to lose another championship match. I have to lose more dignity to coming home empty once again --- trying to smile through another drought. I don't want that Brian. I don't want to fake the pain inside as I lie down without gain anymore. This is the competitive spirit that I have always invested in. I'm in this business to win other than cherish my moments inside the ring. I want to go out with another charitable reward. Yes, they all call me a legend. I've heard that many times last year. "Champion," will be the newest trend that I want to add onto the Heart Break Boy's profile. Let's face it, Brian, you don't need that title. You have proved all your doubters wrong already. You have proved to yourself that you're not the lesser half of RoViper but a champion that strolls around with integrity. You have proved them all WRONG. But you won't prove them wrong when you're about to go toe-to-toe with the Golden Boy. I live for these days in a heartbeat, Brian and I'm about to erase your entire legion as champion at King of Elite. I never thought to be here in this match but you wished it upon me. Now I have to deliver where some people are hoping for and some people don't want. DO YOU GET ME, BRIAN?! HUH?!

Failure is worthless. It's a mere speck of air. I've came to achieve whether it be the best match on that night or a triumphant victory. Whether we put on a display or I come out with the title, I'm still going to give God the glory. He deserves much more than anything I deserve. But I'm going to tell you what, Brian, you might have called for the wrong savage to stare at from across that ring. You're not only going to get a "legend," "The Golden Boy," or even the "Prodigal Son." You're going to get the NEXT EAW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION.

The drought will end.

Re: EAW Promoz! (Section closed) January 25th 2016, 9:07 pm by **Thomas Minns**

King of Elite #2

Rosemont, Illinois

The Butchery Begins

A hunter must stalk his prey until the hunter becomes the hunted. Then the prey becomes the predator. Then the predator and the hunter fight. In this particular analogy, I am the hunter and Xavier is the predator. I imagine he will neglect to admit it but he and I are quite similar in regards to certain characteristics. For a start, both Xavier and I will go to extreme lengths to pick up the victory. We will both use every single trick in the book to ensure that we emerge from a match victorious. We will both find any shortcut that we can to win. Basically, to put it short and sweet, we both live to win. However, all of these similarities that Xavier and myself share, I do far better than him. There is not a single thing that Xavier Williams can do better than me in the wrestling ring. I've proved time and time again the lengths that I will go to be successful in Elite Answers Wrestling. I've even reached the stage where I will walk out on a match if I deem it not important enough for my time. We all saw that on Showdown a few months ago, I walked out on my match with Heart Break Boy because I didn't see that match as beneficial to myself in any way. Later that night, I made my mark. That was the night that this intensive rivalry between Xavier and I begun. I am sure you all remember it. I attacked Xavier and Jamie O'Hara during their EAW Championship match which caused Xavier to lose his chance of winning the EAW Championship back at the first attempt and I also put Jamie O'Hara on the shelf with a concussion. That was the night that I truly stamped my authority in EAW. Before then, nobody even thought of me as a game changer. People wouldn't even speak of me in the same breath as Xavier Williams, Lannister, Jamie O'Hara. However, that has all changed now. We have reached a point where the EAW universe are now saying I am better than those three men. We've reached a point where the EAW universe has realised exactly who they are watching every single week. They have realised that they should consider themselves blessed to be witnessing yours truly in action every single week. Luckily for the EAW Universe, I don't miss a beat. Ever since my debut on Showdown in June 2015, in one form or another, I have appeared on every single Showdown episode. Whether that be in a match or a segment, I have been there. That's seven straight months that I have been on your TV screens every single Saturday night. I've said it before and I will say it again, Xavier Williams is scared of Thomas Minns. That stipulation that James Shield's put in place caused Xavier to breathe a sigh of relief. He was glad that I wasn't able to get my hands on him, he was delighted that he was able to take out non-contracted staff rather than actually take on the big dog himself. Xavier Williams was grinning ear to ear when he clocked that I wasn't able to touch him or I would be suspended. I see past this masquerade, Xavier. You're showing false confidence. I can just see the fear in your eyes. It's such a shame how naïve you are, do you really think that you can get the better of Thomas Minns? What gives you such confidence, Xavier? Let me guess, was it your loss at the Awards Show to yours truly? You're just spewing the same bullshit up you did back then. You told me how you couldn't wait to get your hands on me, you told me how you were going to break my arm into two pieces. How did that work out for you, Xavier?

Let's take a trip down memory lane. Let's take you back to the EAW Awards Show. You spent the entire week leading up to the Awards Show vividly describing to me how you were going to hurt me. You described to me in gruesome detail how you were going to break me limb for limb and punish me for my actions. Tell me again, Xavier, how did that work out for you? That's a rhetorical question of course. We all know how it went. We all know exactly how I drove that sledgehammer into your skull and knocked you clean out. You must still be feeling the after affects of that match now. I wouldn't be surprised if that sledgehammer shot gave you a permanent concussion. Perhaps that is the explanation for your false confidence, that concussion has gave you the belief that you are someone you are not. That seems the only explanation for it because we all know that Xavier Williams isn't as tough as he likes to make out. I do see a certain hypocrisy in your words, Xavier. Particularly the part where you like to remind people that Albert Hitchman was the only reason that I won at the Awards Show. It seems strange that you are acting like I am the only one that has benefited from Hitchman's help before. Let's take our second trip down memory lane, shall we? Let's go all the way back at September and to Territorial Invasion. The FPV that was actually the return of Albert Hitchman. If you somehow don't remember, Albert Hitchman made an infamous return and helped you keep hold of that EAW Championship. You used underhand tactics to keep hold of that Championship that you deserved to lose. Have you somehow blocked that from your mental capacity because it doesn't seem to suit your agenda? It seems when you don't like the story, you change it. You twist the facts in order to suit your agenda of lies and deceit. I suppose you just want to suit the old adage. People respect power, not honesty. I have very little patience for you, Xavier. Your time at the top is over. You've been on a rapid decline ever since I cost you the chance to win back that EAW Championship. Just look at your matches since then. You've lost to Kerry Keller for god sake. You are the lowest hanging fruit now, Xavier. I understand that it might be quite hard to accept that you have fallen so god damn hard but it's all your own fault. When you're at the top, you really need to guard against complacency. That is something that you failed to do and failure to do that has led to disastrous consequences. You really didn't count on a man arriving in EAW that could do what you do and could do it miles better than you. Face it, Xavier, you have been replaced. There's only room for a few in the upper echelon of Elite Answers Wrestling, you are no longer welcome to this exclusive club. Unfortunately, your credentials just don't match up to our standards. You've really began treading water, Xavier. Unfortunately for you, in this business, treading water is the same as drowning. You've fallen and you'll never make it back to the point that you were once at. You hit your peak too early, Xavier. You should have savoured your time on the top for a little bit longer. However, you shouldn't even be thinking about how you can ascend your way back to the top, right now you should be focusing on survival and survival only.

I have zero tolerance for those men that cling onto their spots for far too long. You are a prime example of that, Xavier. You are the perfect example of an elitist that just needs to learn his time has come and gone, get out of my spotlight. When we care too much, it can blind us. Your obsession with myself has reached breaking point, Xavier. Your desire to inflict pain on myself has reached the point where it is blinding you. It is blinding you from the truth. It's beginning to look like a drug. You're no longer at the level that you are convincing yourself that you are, Xavier. I understand, you're attempting to lie to yourself in order to motivate yourself. You know that are nowhere near good enough to stand toe to toe with someone like me. That means you have to build up a false confidence in order to even show up to the match. It's funny what you said about committing career suicide. You say it sarcastically but I can sense a hint of truth in there. You know that you've made a mistake. You know that you have reached the point of no return. You know that you can't beat me. I could put you away within seconds of that match starting. Luckily for you, a lion likes to play with it's prey before delivering the killer blow. For the sake of showmanship, I won't hit a Sleepless in Seattle on you and pin you within seconds. I will at least make it look like a contest for the benefit of the fans that paid the entrance fee just to watch me, I have to make sure they go home happy. I might even let you a hit a few moves if I am feeling generous, I have to give you a tiny glimmer of hope. You're in over your head, Xavier. No matter what you think, you really do not know what you're dealing with here. This match signifies a changing of the guard, a passing of the torch if you will. Out with the old and in with the new. We are finally going to rid of one of the cancerous spotlight hoggers in EAW. I know that you will all be standing with me as I stand tall over Xavier Williams. Sadly for you, Xavier, this apparent fifteen minutes of fame is going to last a little bit longer than you expect. This is the moment that I prove to everyone that I belong at the top. As pathetic as you are nowadays, a second victory over a former EAW Champion does still hold some weight in this company. It can be used to stake my claim in a shot at the EAW Championship in the future. There's many reasons to defeat you at King of Elite, Xavier. But, not only do I want to defeat you, I want to do a hell of a lot more than that. I want to inflict pain on you for no other reason than I will enjoy it, I want to put you out of your misery. You've reached the stage of your career where it's time to move on, Xavier. I am going to put you to pasture and leave your carrion hanging in my house. Goodnight, Xavier.

Re: EAW Promoz! (Section closed) January 25th 2016, 7:00 pm by Guest

I should have listened – I’ve placed my career on the line; forced myself to stand against a man that I can’t compare to, all for a little grudge because he cost me the chance to hold a championship that I never once deserved the right to hold. I’m a little in over my head – I mean, how I am meant to beat someone like Thomas Minns? How is a man that pretends to be the “Best in the World” meant to beat a man that holds a higher claim to the name than I do? I’ve committed career suicide. I’ve thrown away everything that I’ve dreamed of becoming. I’ve thrown away everything that I’ve dreamed of regaining. Thomas Minns said it himself; he’s going to take things into his own hands. What do I do? Perhaps if I beg James Shields, he’ll call it off! That’s what I’ll do; we’ll forget everything that has happened over the last few months and move on! That’s the mindset I’m meant to have, right Thomas? Through all the confidence that I hold, I’m not actually meant to believe that I’m going to walk out of King of Elite, let alone walk out with my head held high, am I? You see, I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again. I’m not walking into King of Elite with the intention of walking back out with just another tick in the win column. No, that’s just a bonus. I’m walking into King of Elite with the intention of hurting you. I’m walking into King of Elite with the intention of making you feel the thousands of things that have been running through my mind since having the EAW Championship ripped from my grasp. I’m walking into King of Elite with the intention of doing the same thing that I did to Jamie O’Hara – that I did to Troy Archello and what I did to the Heart Break Boy in the Elimination Chamber. There has been very few times that I’ve been in this kind of mindset. The first, I put the man that has been untouchable since returning at Triple Threat out of commission for eight months of his career, when he was a man that was meant to end mine. The second, I walked into Pain for Pride Eight and SLAUGHTERED the man that stole the EAW Championship away from me, in the form of our former Chairman, Zack Crash.

With that being said, Thomas, through your blind self-assurance, and that overwhelming amount of confidence; what do you think I’m going to do to you? Trust me, I know what it’s like to be in the position that you are now. The world is placed directly on your shoulders. At King of Elite, you have absolutely everything to gain; you walk out of this match with your head held high, without someone holding your hand while doing so, and those endless amounts of opportunities open up. But, if you don’t, you also have everything to lose. Everything that you’ve said since the night you attempted to make a name for yourself at my expense becomes completely meaningless. You instantly find yourself back at square one; bottom feeding with the likes of Brett Kennedy and Brayden Cruise for the slightest form of a spotlight. You see, people like you fail to understand that the easiest part of this business is climbing through the ranks; inching themselves closer to the position that they’ve always dreamed of standing in. They believe that once they’re in that position that they’re untouchable, failing to understand that in an instant, it’s all gone. It has already started to happen, Thomas! While be it at the hand of Albert Hitchman, at the Award Show you finally were able to you had one thing over the head of Xavier Williams. You were on the biggest roll of your career, and in the matter of a week, Vic Vendetta destroyed your claim to call yourself a King. You were given the opportunity to prove that you held the ability to stand toe to toe with a man that could potentially be our next EAW Champion, in the form of Lannister, and when the going got tough, the “tough” got going. So, you say that at King of Elite you’re going to take matters into your own hands, but with that being said, what are you ACTUALLY going to do? Are you actually going to surprise me and put up a bigger fight than I, or the entire world for that matter, believes that you’re able of giving; or when things begin to feel like they’re beginning to become a little too out of reach for you to grasp onto, are you going to tuck your tail between your legs and attempt to run for the hills? That’s the big question, Thomas, but it’s one that you’re not going to be able to answer until King of Elite itself, is it?

I have the same feelings towards King of Elite, as I did towards the Awards Show. I can’t wait. I’ve been chomping at the bit to get my hands on you, and thankfully for the stipulation that James Shields has set in place, your slaughter will be watched on a grander stage than it really deserves. I’ve said it before, and I’ll continue to say it until that night comes at King of Elite. There’s nothing left to save you at King of Elite. No security. No Albert Hitchman. Nothing – just a man that once had the potential to become great, who threw that potential away for the chance to grasp onto his fifteen minutes of fame. I ask again, Thomas.

Was it all worth it?

Re: EAW Promoz! (Section closed) January 25th 2016, 5:58 pm by **Brian Daniels**

I've put myself in a position where I have EVERYTHING TO LOSE. EVERYTHING. Isn't that common --- for a World Heavyweight Champion? Each and every week, you're opposed by a threat, and that threat is everyone... including yourself. It's well known that there's always been a bright red and white target, painted on whomever may sit in the top position in the company. It becomes blatant to everybody; that championships are the way to pave your career with success. What's making history if you have nothing left to show for it? It's why we're driven to push our limits, it's why the ill-prepared never flourish. There's a sole purpose as to why I've chosen you among the savages that lurk in this company, HBB. I've expressed how I've felt for the longest time, that there was a hidden threat to my championship, and it turns out - that was you. I don't need to start a subject of men I've conquered, and I surely don't need to rehash your past --- to know what kind of man you are. It's taken me a great deal of time, just to get where I'm at today. It's been years, upon years, upon years of struggling, fighting against that demon... who's haunted me, but I've crushed that demon with my bare hands. I'd often open myself up to critics that would analyze every decision I ever made, and it doesn't take a genius to recognize how I've made a mockery out of my character in the past. But I've stated time and time again, I've always been head forward and my eyes have been fixated on what I can achieve next. There's much to accomplish by facing "The Golden Boy", in all honesty... this may be the match that makes my reign worth it all. I've been silenced on how you were very much a mentor to me when I first got here into this company. I don't know how it's like for anyone else that's newly signed onto a contract, but to look up and see veteran status elitists - who's on top and reigning supreme. You're stuck there, your brain buzzing with the thought of "what can I do to be like them, or even better than them?" --- I hit the goldmine, and I won't deny it. I was given the great opportunity to work under someone who helped structure my career into something worth fighting for, Robbie V. I won't deny him his credit, he was a great friend and mentor, despite our ups and downs. He was an elitist that I looked up to, and it was worth every second of my time to adapt and learn from him. It's actually where I knew that I had to adapt to further progress myself in this company. However, he was one of many; for instance... Jaywalker, he was someone that showed me this company to begin with. He brought me in, he showed me the ropes, and if it wasn't for him - I might not be here today. I'm more than satisfied to have the ability to claim a victory over him, it's an honor.

And it's going to be an even greater honor when I'm staring you down, HBB, and after everything is said and done... I beat you. It's not a feeling, it's not a prediction, it's not fiction; IT'S FACT. Besides the fact that I've declared you of all people being the one and only to take me off my high horse, I never once admitted to allowing it. I know, you KNOW - what this means to me. If I somehow LOSE, if I'm left without this World Heavyweight Championship that I take pride in carrying around on a weekly basis. What becomes of me next? It's about how fall you hard, and if you're capable of standing back up. I would be restarting a journey, and the journey to get here wasn't with ease. I was brought to shame in 2015 - it wasn't my best of years, and I can see where people argue that this title was not earned, and it was handed to me. What did I do to deserve it? Lose to Devan Dubian several times? Take the greatest opportunity to headline Pain for Pride 8... and let it go to waste? I can't argue these facts, but I also can't dispute the evidence that if I wasn't suited to hold this championship. Then why did I make the "Champion of Champions" tap out only a month after he successfully retained it at Pain for Pride 8? I know there's also the conflict of me handpicking my opponent... was it fair to decide who I face? Probably not, but did I deserve it? I'd like to think so. Does the Heart Break Boy deserve another chance at the gold, you'd be a fool to say no. You'd be straight out disrespecting the legend he has become, and it's going to be a privilege to square off with said legend. I'm not afraid, I'm not nervous, if anything - this is the most prepared I've been in recent memory. He's the only opposition that I've had that has put me on the edge of my seat, to make me rethink my strategy... and to adapt once again to the scenario that was placed before me. Do you know how difficult this might be for me? I'm overall not in the best place in this match, as The Pizza Boy is put between honor and friendship. I'd like to know that he'd choose honor, that this match will be like any other ordinary match with any other ordinary referee. But I know how it would feel to be in his shoes, to basically decide whether or not your mentor, your partner, your best friend; wins or loses. It would be agonizing for me if I was put in his place, but even with that handicap --- I don't doubt myself, I refuse to. I've been cornered before, and it won't be the last time that I am. It comes with position, it always has. And after all we're preparing ourselves to go through, nothing will restrict the aggressive beast within. I mean no disrespect, but I know who you are, HBB. I've studied you for years, and I apologize, but who you ARE walking into this match... will remain the same, without a World Heavyweight Championship.

EAW.Com Exclusive Interview!

(The following interview was conducted moments ago in the Battleground locker room as your favorite EAW Elitists begin to arrive in the arena!)

(Erica Ford is sitting down in a stall in the locker room, sky blue headphones on her head. She’s dressed in a black tank top, jeans and sneakers, eyes closed before the interviewer gently nudges her on the shoulder with his hand. Her eyes pop open and she looks up at the interviewer, relaxing a bit.)

Interviewer: Erica, you’re here a bit early this evening, how are you?

Erica: I’m fine, thank you. What can I do for you?

Interviewer: We are just getting some interviews together before Battleground and we would like to talk to you about your match with Serena Ji tonight.

Erica: Alright.

Interviewer: First it has to be said that this is an important match for the both of you going forward. Serena has her sights clearly set on Eris LeCava and the Vixens Championship. What about you? Where is your focus going into tonight’s match?

Erica: My focus on where it should be, on Serena Ji. She is not someone that I can take lightly. Having spent time wrestling in Mexico I know what it’s like to take on a Luchadora. We have had similar experiences and I respect the fact that she honors tradition with her mask. I’m not thinking about a Championship at the moment. My goal is to beat Serena Ji and then beat whomever is put in front of me next. Think of each victory as a “dot”. There’s an old proverb that says “Enough dots eventually make lines. That’s my approach to working my way into contention for a Championship: Do your job, win the matches put in front of you and you’ll eventually get your opportunity.

Interviewer: Serena seems to see what you did in helping Madison Kailine win the Vixens title a few months ago as a pivotal mistake. How do you view that incident?

Erica: I’m ashamed that it happened, but it did. There’s nothing I can do about it. Madison is talented and probably could have won the title on her own. I just made it easy for her and she’s become even more belligerent and entitled than she was before. I’m sorry for my part in all of that.

Interviewer: Serena Ji has said that she respects your lifestyle changes and all that but doesn’t plan on being friendly tonight. Do you have any thoughts on that?

Erica: Serena’s respect is appreciated and noted, but I’m not expecting her to make nice with me. We have a job to do tonight as competitors and that’s to win, period. We’re not here to make friends or flirt with men or try to work our way towards a modeling contact. We’re here to build momentum going forward. This night is even more special to me now that I will finally be able to display my new wrestling style to the world. I’m proud of what I achieved as a luchadora, but embracing strong style wrestling I think is a big deal for me.

Interviewer: What can viewers expect if they haven’t seen Erica Ford in a while?

Erica: Tonight, they can expect a new Erica in terms of pace and power. The pace I will run at now is a little slower, but I have compensated for this by working very hard on power maneuvers. You can’t simply out athlete or out quick people in the division anymore. You have to employ a lot of power. I think Madison and Cameron were two influences in that regard. You see their success and you note it. I’m certainly not going to be a copycat though. I plan on earning my way back to the forefront of the Vixens division with style and finesse as well as power.

Interviewer: Erica, thank you for your time and good luck tonight!

Erica: Thank you.

(Erica lets a small smile creep upon her lips before she leans back into the stall of her locker once more, headphones back over her ears but her eyes remaining open this time, a laser-like focus in them.)

Re: EAW Promoz! (Section closed) January 25th 2016, 4:01 pm by Guest

.:KING OF ELITE #1:.

"Do you know what you're getting yourself into?..."

1/25/2016 Eris LeCava, 3:27 AM.

And so it begins.

I’ve been walking around with my title for two, leading up to three months now. It seems as if I’ve fallen asleep and I’ve been dreaming of this paradise that is in fact my reality. I’ve gotten to do amazing things – I’ve gotten the opportunity to work with my love, got this championship around my belt and even competed in a legendary match or two. It’s been really good – too good. I don’t want to come off as negative, but every time life is going good something awful has to happen. It HAS to happen. What could it be? Will HBG kick me to the curb? Will Hexa-Gun shut me out completely? Will Its Always Sunny in Philadelphia be cancelled?! Those are very realistic possibilities, but there’s one that just doesn’t seem like it’ll happen in a million years. Me losing my title? I mean, it’s bound to happen not anytime soon, of course. But losing to Cloud in seven days at King of Elite? Hah! I’m really not in the mood to hear these putrid jokes…

I’ve always been quick to judge Ms. Matsuda without taking a step back and fully analyzing the Sky Princess. Who is Cloud? Who is this woman who is threatening my home in paradise? Who is this intruder who believes in her small brain that she can surpass my talent and in-ring ability? Let’s take a look back, shall we? Let’s take a closer look to the roots that Cloud Matsuda clings on to, the roots that made her sprout into the degenerate dumbass she is today. Cloud Matsuda began her EAW adventure on August of 2015. She came in as an underdog, mostly overlooked simply because of her manly features and her wrestling incompetence. She’s an indie-rat. Has gone to previous independent promotions and has gained the nick name “Try Hard Matsuda” by many of her peers. Why? Simply because Cloud tries her damnest to win the love from the disgusting, idiotic, feeble minded “fans”. She will bend over backwards – literally, in order to grasp the attention of the snot-ridden retards she calls her loyal fanbase. Cloud tries to emphasize her “Do it yourself!” attitude by creating her own... unique ring attires that mostly consist of shit you, yourself, can find at your local dumpster. Cloud’s most infamous catchphrase is “Eat, Sleep, Challenge, Repeat!” because once you continue to fail after every challenge you insinuate, you might as well repeat it… ever heard of third time’s the charm? Or in Cloud’s case, 110^th the charm? Jeez!

Don’t think we’re going to stop there, Cloud’s journey still continued and was completely anti-climactic as one would anticipate it to be. She participated in the Empress of Elite tournament and fell on her ass, as usual, while the real empress that stands before you dominated her entire time in that damn tournament. Cloud was then placed in petty matches that really didn’t mean much until she was finally selected as Haruna Sakazaki’s tag team partner thus creating Sexy Curry. Sexy Curry went on to accomplish things EAW Elitist and Vixens can dream of! They broke barriers, they performed legendary matches at legendary FPVs! And they went on to become champions!! Oh wait, I’m thinking of the Mercenaries, my bad. Uh, I think it was Sexy Curry that made Aria and Brett Kennedy look good, right? Right. I guess it’s safe to say that it sucks to suck.

And now let’s shift back to the present. In exactly 5 days I’ll be defending my championship against the person who I described above. This person who has done absolutely nothing since her debut back in August may potentially be your new Vixens Champion. Someone highly unprofessional that allows her personal drama interfere in her work setting. Someone who will without a hesitation turn on her tag team partner if she notices that she’s not getting the attention she strives for – the attention that she needs. Someone who is just honestly not quite fit to be a champion. I know that I’ve had my troubles with the EAW Universe in the past but I refuse to let the fans suffer from having to see this Neanderthal be glorified as if she knows what she’s doing in the ring. I refuse to see the fans be corrupted – I don’t want them to be tricked into thinking that Cloud Matsuda is the best Vixen EAW has to offer. I don’t want people, strangers be confused when they see Cloud Matsuda with the Vixens championship on her shoulder and think that she is the person who represents the Vixens division. I know that many people see me as this selfish creature who only looks out for HBG and herself, but I’m really doing all of EAW a favor. I’m sure in the long run they’ll thank me. Oh, god I just know it!

Now Cloud, I’ve taken the time to soak in all of your words. I’ve taken time to reflect on you as a person and as a competitor. You ask me if I’m a real champion and all I have to say is that you are the last person I have to explain myself to. The fact that you cannot detect that I am in fact one of the best champions in this god damn roster goes to show that you have no perception of what dedicated, skilled champion looks like. I mean, are you really questioning me?! The way I’m approaching this entire scenario as Vixens Champion is the only effective way to make yourself the most dominant Vixen in this roster. This is the only way to have others respect you and it’s by inflicting fear upon the others. I walk into a room and everyone quickly shuts their mouth as they see my title glimmer as it lays peacefully on my shoulder. Everyone saw me as a “transitional champion” until I decided to raise my voice a little.

And do I have to remind you, Cloud, that I won this championship when all odds were against me? I walked into Shock Value having everyone say that I was going to lose immediately. Everyone was so focused on the fact that I was the second person Maddie was defending her title against that they forgot what I’m truly capable of when I’m in the EAW ring and when the bell rings. I don’t even know why I’m explaining myself right now. You aren’t anyone to judge my career decisions after the cluster fuck of a career I described earlier. But if you want to play 21 questions, well baby doll, I can definitely return the favor. Cloud Matsuda, I know right now you’re probably rolling your eyes thinking to yourself “Eris is a dumbass” but please, take a moment and soak it all in. You’re going against one of the best wrestlers of the world, male or female. You’re entering this match as an underdog, as you stated before. But what’s going to happen if you do in fact manage to pray to sweet baby jesus and pull a fast one over me? What’s next? Do you know what its like having 20 women come after you with a pitch fork, demanding you to hand over the title? You seem to always feel a bit overwhelmed especially when you get into heated feuds like this one, so can you give me a quick overview of the coping skills that you’re going to acquire when you’re exposed to the entire world and realize that half of the fucking population wants to see you in a fucking ditch with your eyes gauged out?? I don’t think you’re ready for this responsibility, dear.

I’m doing you a favor, really, I am. You’ll thank me later.

Re: EAW Promoz! (Section closed) January 25th 2016, 3:56 pm by **Thomas Minns**

King of Elite #1

Detroit, Michigan

Untouchable

(The camera opens up with a shot of a car in the distance. The car slowly drives towards the camera and gets closer and closer. The car finally reaches a distance in which you can see it, we can then see that Thomas Minns is at the wheel. The car is a 1966 Ford Mustang Convertible. The camera then pans to the behind Thomas Minns, as he is driving we can see a sign at the side of the road that says “Welcome to Detroit”. Thomas Minns drives past the sign before swerving the car back around and parking right in front of that sign. He steps out the car as the camera once again focuses on him. It is a cold day in January which means it is odd for somebody to be driving a convertible but Thomas Minns doesn't care. He is wearing a Sherplex T-Shirt with a leather jacket over the top due to the frost. He then begins to sit on the hood of the car before beginning to talk.)

Detroit, Michigan. A once great city. Detroit was once one of the greatest cities in the United States of America. It was the home of the USA's automotive industry and that industry was once booming. This beautiful car that I am sat on right now, this was made right here in Detroit. Detroit was once a hotspot for young families looking to experience an amazingly life. However, that was then and this is now. Detroit is a city that has been brought to his knees, one third of this city is completely abandoned. The city has imploded completely within itself, it's quite remarkable to think about. If ever a city had so accurately represented it's residents and the people that were born here. For the ill-informed, this city right here, Detroit, is the home of Xavier Williams. Unfortunately for him, Xavier Williams was born in his barren wasteland. There is a painful irony here, an underlining story that has somehow matched up so perfectly. Detroit and Xavier Williams share a lot of similarities. Like city, like resident. The downfall of Xavier Williams seems to beautifully follow a similar path to the downfall of Detroit. Both Detroit and Xavier Williams started from humble beginnings. Xavier Williams was just a fresh faced rookie that was making his debut on the now defunct EAW show, NEO. Detroit started off as just as small French settlement that the English and Americans fought with the French over. Then, the change happened. For both Xavier Williams and Detroit, a big change happened which took them to levels that they could never imagine. They both found something that they could latch onto that would take them to the top. Those power plays were successful for both Detroit and Xavier Williams. For Detroit, it was the automotive industry. Henry Ford test drove his first automobile on the streets of Detroit. Ford then started the Ford Motor Co. in Detroit which changed the face of the automotive industry and this city forever. Xavier Williams found Demon's council. He might have gone under a different name previously but joining Demon's council was a massive moment in the career of Xavier Williams. It was very similar to Detroit creating the automotive industry, it was a smart decision that changed the face of their respective lives forever. Detroit and Xavier Williams then hit their peak. They both hit levels that they would never replicate again. For Detroit, it was in the 1960s. It was the booming era for Detroit. Detroit was the industrial powerhouse of America and in the 1960s it was the city with the highest per capita income in the land. I would compare this peak to the time in which Xavier Williams had the EAW Championship in his possession. Xavier Williams had the whole world at his feet, he had Elite Answers Wrestling in the palm of his hand. Xavier ruled the roost, he was the man to beat. Alas, like Detroit, it all came crashing down for Xavier. Xavier lost his EAW Championship and it was all down hill from them. Once again, the reasons for the downfall of Detroit and the downfall of Xavier are very similar. I put them both down to basic complacency. The longer Xavier held onto that EAW Championship, the more complacent he got. Xavier thought that he could get away with the same tactics week after week. He never changed it up. He never changed his style to reflect the times. Xavier Williams was caught trying to win today's race with yesterdays awards.

I honestly didn't expect you to begin running your mouth once again, Xavier. You've been quiet for some time now. Ever since the Awards Show, ever since you were humiliated by yours truly, you've been silent. Ever since Hitchman came to the dark side, you've been awfully quiet. Why is that, Xavier? Is that because you don't know how to properly talk on the mic? You had to recruit Hitchman to talk to the audience for you because you're so piss poor at it. If you haven't noticed, even though Hitchman is in my corner, I still do all the talking because I am the best in the company when talking to a camera. I've seen your comments, Xavier. I've seen your snide comments, your obsessive comments. You really don't like me, do you, Xavier? I can completely understand that. How could you not despise the man that ripped the EAW Championship from your grasp? The man that has humiliated you time after time? The man that you just can't get the upperhand on? Ever since this little rivalry between us started, you just haven't been able to get one up on me. You've attacked my bodyguards, you've attacked my manager but one thing has always alluded you and that is Thomas Minns. I am untouchable. You haven't been able to get close to me. You haven't been able to get your hands on me. Sure, you might have gotten your grubby little hands on me in the Elimination Chamber at Road to Redemption but that meant for absolutely nothing. You may have been able to hit a few moves on me but in the end it cost you the match, it cost you the EAW Championship, it cost you your dream. You've always liked to talk about how the EAW Championship was the only thing that mattered to you, you used to clinch onto the EAW Championship like it was a baby and a piece of candy. However, as the saying goes, it was like taking candy from a baby. First of all, Jamie O'Hara took your title off like it was absolutely nothing. You then were about to win that EAW Championship back at the first attempt but we all know how that went. How do you feel, Xavier? How do you feel knowing that you'll never be able to win that EAW Championship back? How do you feel knowing that you'll never be able to touched your prized possession once again? It's a painful irony that you put Thomas Minns ahead of that EAW Championship and you're not even going to be able to get any revenge on me.

Due to EAW's managements lack of ability to punish Xavier Williams, I need to take matters into my own hands. Xavier Williams needs to be punished for his actions. Xaver Williams breached EAW contract. I took my protest to the White House and it seems like nothing has been done about it, it's a disgrace. Xavier Williams attacked bodyguards that I contracted, they were on the Minns family payroll, they were not covered under EAW contracts. Not only that, Xavier Williams then attacked Albert Hitchman. Albert Hitchman is not contracted to Elite Answers Wrestling to be a professional wrestler, absolutely no where in his contract does it state that he has to get into ring action with anybody. The fact of the matter is, Xavier Williams breached his contract by attacking my bodyguards and Albert, he needs to be punished. Alas, EAW just seems to completely gloss over that fact but I will not let it stand. I will take matters into my own hands and punish him in the ring. Xavier Williams will pay for what he has done. I will collect my debt from Xavier Williams via my own means, he has it coming to him. Xavier is already at his weakest, he needs to be put out of his misery. Despite what he claims, he is fragile. Even Achilles was only as strong as heel. Thomas Minns is ruthless. I am not about to show mercy towards Xavier Williams, mercy is a sign of weakness. When Xavier Williams became complacent, he didn't take into account that somebody could arrive in EAW and be better than him at every single thing that he does. Xavier Williams didn't think that anybody else would go to the lengths that he does to win a match, Thomas Minns does. Xavier Williams didn't think that anyone else would find every single trick in the book and use it to win matches, Thomas Minns does. Xavier Williams thought that he was the Best in the World, you're looking at the real Best in the World. I've been at the bottom before, Xavier. When I first stepped into this company, I was at the bottom. I was at the bottom of the food chain. Nobody knew what I could do, everyone just expected me to be gone within a few weeks. However, I've learnt a lot. When you're fresh meat, you need to kill and throw them something fresher. That's exactly what I did, I clawed my way to the top. I did everything in my power to make a name for myself. When I orginally attacked you, it wasn't anything personal. It was just a mere coincidence that you were the man fighting for the EAW Championship. However, it is turned personal. Due to your lack of willingness to let it go, this has turned personal. I am the real Best in the World. I am untouchable.

(Thomas Minns then spits on the Detroit sign before getting back into the car. He starts the car up and begins to drive into the distance as the camera looks on. The camera then fades to black with Thomas Minns driving away.)

Re: EAW Promoz! (Section closed) January 25th 2016, 10:22 am by **Scarlet**

Battleground #2

"Hmmmm, Well I must admit. I'm glad that I'm not the only one who finds this match to be very vital to what happens next in the next few weeks. That's amazing because at least It's not a stupid beat the clock challenge or being forced to tag with someone that I don't like."

"Erica, hey there. Where have you been? Oh wait, you already answered that, didn't you? You left to 'polish' up on your skills and try to avenge what the mistakes and failures you have performed in the past few months and I have no choice, but to applaud you for that. You saw what everyone else now sees: Madison Kaline being anywhere near a Championship was a huge, HUGE mistake, but that's another story for another time because later she'll find a camera man and give out one of her piss-poor poems and proclaim why she's better than everyone else. Kinda like something you used to do, Erica. Oh wait, I'm sorry...that's not you anymore. Sorry, it just rolled off the tongue."

"However, I want to make one thing clear. Even though I have a big admiration for the turnaround of lifestyle you have, that does NOT mean that we will be shaking hands and all that jazz out there. Erica, you may not want to make your intentions to broad, but we both know what we want to gain out of this match. It's that huge, gold waist belt that Eris LaCava wears around her pretty little waist. We know that this match could very easily put either one of us in the title picture very soon."

"So Erica, all I'm asking is you to be ready because Serena Ji definitely will. Battleground will be the start of your redemption in EAW and another chapter on my road to become the next Vixens Champion. That's all I have to say. I'll let the rest of my talking be in that ring. Erica....you better buckle up."

TIME IS SOMETHING NOBODY HAS A LOT OF.

OF COURSE WE THINK WE DO.

BUT WHEN YOU REALLY LOOK AT IT.

TIME IS SHORT.

People wonder why I talk the way I do or feel the way I do about wrestling and there's a pretty simple answer for that. I am the best wrestler in the world today and no matter who I step into the ring with they will always leave the ring knowing that fact. I'm the best in the world and there's nobody who can tell me any different.

PEOPLE NEED TO CHANGE.

CHANGE IS SOMETHING THAT DOESN"T HAPPEN OFTEN.

I MADE MY CHANGE.

NOW YOU MAKE YOURS.

Re: EAW Promoz! (Section closed) January 25th 2016, 7:52 am by **Jamie O'Hara**

King of Elite Promo I

The One True King

One…

Three months I’ve sat on the apexis as champion. Three months I’ve reflected on my journey, my sudden rise to the top. From nothing, a name that nobody cared, nobody thought was worth much, in a short time I proved that consistency, persistence and determination can get you anywhere in this company. Each and every talent who steps into an EAW ring for the first time look at me, at my success and realise that anything is possible. And now I feel that all of that is about to end. Everything I’ve worked towards feels like it’s on the verge of falling to pieces. The stench of failure has always surrounded me, mocking me each and every time I sit down to reflect; the seed of doubt that I thought was removed at Showdown: Redemption remains and it will so until this one last obstacle is cleared and that mountain finally moved. Confidence...it comes and goes and without it you find yourself rather vulnerable; Lannister has all the confidence in the world and I can’t say my matches against Cameron Ella Ava and the Mexican Samurai were all too good, not up to my usual standard. Hell I lost once. So I walk into King of Elite without the confidence I usually possess against a man where history doesn’t favour me, in a match that could end my career, turn everything I’ve worked so hard to achieve into nothing but ashes. Brilliant. Strap the fists, lace up the steel-capped boots and slap on the wife beater singlet, I feel like I’m in the mood to beat someone to a pulp. This title, the Elite Answers Wrestling Championship means more to me than most people will understand. It’s clarification that I am indeed a superior talent. Vindication that I didn’t squabble in minor leagues for years and left with nothing. It’s proof that whenever I say I set my eyes on something and day in and day out for however many weeks or months it takes, I will succeed. I did it with the New Breed title, I did it when I won Cash In The Vault and I did it when I defeated Xavier Williams. I made a bold, bold claim before I won Cash In The Vault. I said when I stand on top of that ladder, it would be an image, a moment people will look back to and hail. A leader of a new generation of talent; I could only do that as champion. Now? With this belt I’m spending every waking fucking hour to making sure that my vision becomes a reality.

Two…

When I first looked you in the eyes I didn’t think I would last very long in this company. I wholeheartedly believed I was simply going to wake up one morning and decide I’m not going into work. I had experience, I had a career that was withering away and I lost so much drive, so much determination and thought if I couldn’t make this work, then I truly am done. When I first looked you in the eyes some nineteen months ago I knew just how good you were going to be. I knew the danger, the brutality you possess but It was never really a concern. On a cold winter’s night in Sydney I said you and I would cross paths again. I believed then that at some point you and I would clash at the top of the card, for the brightest gold there is but after that match I thought it was me challenging you for the title, not the other way around. I left that ring with the belief that if I made this work, if I stuck to this company I would never be able to call myself a true champion, a true leader, a legend while you stood in my road undefeated. The one obstacle that I knew I had to face eventually.

Three…

And I did…

Four…

And I was defeated…

Five…

Six months. I’m the New Breed champion. You, running your little crew around laying waste to Elite. The main event. Road to Redemption inside the Elimination Chamber. My first shot at the big one, your second and who makes the final three? You. Me. Cage. Strong performances up until that point doesn’t really do it justice; no both you and I showed that we belonged at this grand level fighting for the right to be called the champion. Defeated. The life squeezed out of me, I had to give up the hope of becoming a double champion, creating history that would forever stand alone; never matched, never equaled. Once again you were that immovable object in my path, the one obstacle that stood in my way. So instead letting a second defeat to you get to me I decided to aim for that crown you hold in your possession. Vic Vendetta? Wiped clean from the competition without a single problem. It came down to you and me once again, the winner goes on to King of Elite to claim the crown. I had you, I had you on your knees ready to deliver you that sweet taste of defeat and bask in the light of victory. It didn’t end that way huh? Instead of progressing forward I found myself having to deal with someone who couldn’t hold a candle to me, wouldn’t match me whatsoever and just simply showed that there wasn’t a damn soul in this company who could take that New Breed title away from me by pinning me or making me submit. Let’s not forget the night of Voltage where I was forced to team with him against you and Crash, basically surrounded by wolves.

Six…

Three times I’ve been left defeated. Three times I’ve laid in that ring exhausted slowly starting to be more and more convinced that I couldn’t defeat you. Let me tell you the story of a man I couldn’t beat. A man named Dean James. In 2010, just five months after starting in a new company I won the Heavyweight title. Five months. I took an opportunity in a Grand Rampage-esque match with both hands, booked my ticket to the main event of their biggest show and won the big one. One month later I lost that title. Four weeks was all I got to parade myself around as champion. For two years I chased that title starting from the very bottom and crawling my way back to the top of the ladder where he remained. Countless opportunities to recapture that title…James defeated me each and every time. Each defeat fueled me to do better, to strive for more. I won that title back and I never lost a match again until those doors shut but I was never able to vanquish that demon. I was never able to put to rest the fact that I couldn’t beat Dean James. Even when I became champion I was counting days; not to match his record, but rather how long I would last this time until he came knocking and took that title away. I never got my chance and now in EAW I still see him when I see you – a constant, ever present reminder. It feels like history is bound to repeat itself but I simply won’t let that happen. Those failures taught me more than defeats by your hands could ever teach me, I know full well just how much losing to you at King of Elite, losing the EAW Championship to you will fuck with my mind and the dark path it will send me down.

Seven…

Do you know the one common denominator with every great conquer, every great king, Lannister? They tried to conquer all. They tried to take their kingdom to new foreign lands, to plant their banners in new soil and claim everything in sight. Every tree, every plant, every home, every man, every woman and every child. Yet today there is no empire that stretches every inch of the globe, there is no one ruler above all. They failed. Eventually they fell; in battle, in sickness, through political upheaval. Death, defeat, they weren’t immune from the same ultimate demise that they handed anyone who resisted their march through new lands. Kings….they only get so far before it all comes crashing down around them. You are no different. Your crown is merely a prop. Your kingdom is nothing more than a figment of your imagination. My belt…this is a real crown and my kingdom is Showdown; you just exist under my reign. For a year you’ve paraded yourself around as a king, the almighty King Lannister who laid waste to every soul who dared to stand in your shadow. Norman Hellion, Ares Vendetta, Matt Miles; all ended up in the familiar position of defeat and now you set your eyes on finally taking that toy of yours and claiming a real crown. To take your imagination and make it a reality. All at my expense.

Eight…

Last…man…standing. Beat your opponent until they simply can no longer get to their feet. I spent seven days preparing for your rules of Trial By Combat…those seven days weren’t wasted. The state you left Miles in at Road to Redemption by your standards was “impressive” but to me it was simply laughable. I’m sure you’re going to recall slaying Norman Hellion, the big man being brought to his knees incapable of protecting Ares Vendetta at Grand Rampage but Sebastian; I will not fall at your knees like him. I will remain fighting until the last remaining ounce of blood is spilled and I inhale one last breath all to make sure that my reign, my legacy doesn’t end here at King of Elite. Vendetta, Hellion and Miles had nothing to fight for; no prize, nothing of worth to keep them motivated when your iron fist came crushing down on them. So where does the hope lie for me? How do I make sure that this all ends differently to them? I fight. I’ve said it on day one, I said it two weeks ago, I fight for pride, I fight for honor, I fight for prestige. I don’t quit, I don’t give up. If I ever wanted a match to prove just how much it’s going to take to put me down and take away everything I’m trying to build its Last Man Standing. You and I have been on a collision course since July of 2014 and it only ends ONE way. I will bring you down to your knees and I will make your sweet Athena beg for mercy on your behalf. I will shatter that jaw until not a single tooth remains in place and it hangs, disconnected from your skull. I will spike you on your head over and over and over and over again until your body reeks of death and decay. The mighty Lannister who for twelve months has hailed himself as a king laying waste to all those in front of him shall finally kneel before the one TRUE KING of Showdown, of EAW. No, you have been a constant obstacle, the imposing doom that reminds me of past failures I would rather forget but I’ll end all of it at King of Elite. Defeat you and nobody will stop me. That’s not hot air, it’s a fucking fact. Four times we’ve faced and four times I’ve been defeated but I will not add another strike in that defeat column, I won’t fall to you and join those other names left bloodied and defeated.

Nine…

The kingdom you believe you rule will be cremated in the fires of my absolute victory. I will make sure you live to regret waiting so long to cash that crown in.

Ten…

Nobody is going to take this belt away from me.

#AndStill

Re: EAW Promoz! (Section closed) January 25th 2016, 7:26 am by **LVCIAN**

King Of Elite II: Till Kingdom Come

That's funny, Aren, because I was thinking the same about you. I thought you would give me a fight to remember but instead you're playing games and pretending to be king like some child. This business is for grown ass men, Aren. You need the physical and mental strength of a man to withstand all the hardships and tribulations one faces as a professional wrestler. You should know that by now. It took me a long time to realize it but I did. If I didn't possess those virtues I would have never endured the amount of losses I endured, I would have never overcame failure and I would have never redeemed myself. I wouldn't even have made it this far. You clearly lack the physical and mental strength of a man. If you want to ensure your own survival, if you want to prevail you will have to grow up and as quick as you possibly can because King Of Elite is drawing near, it is just around the corner. There's nothing wrong with me, I know I can get the job done and I will get the job done... you can bet your life on it. Because if I don't I won't have another shot at redemption, I won't have another opportunity to realize my dreams and fulfill my goals. It's my time now, it has to be. When you wait as long as I have you can have yours, Aren. I have earned this, I deserved this and you can't even attempt to refute that. You know it's true. I don't hate the fact you declared yourself king, I don't hate the fact you were endorsed by Lannister. Anyone can do whatever the hell they want to do, you can declare whatever you would like to declare and you can be endorsed by anybody. I could care less. Do you want to know what I really hate? Your pathetic, childish games. It's as if you thought I would stoop as low as you did and do something similar to what you did. You must think I am an idiot. It's extremely disrespectful to me and to these people too because they're not dumb, they know what you're doing just as well as I do. This isn't a TV show, this is real life. I didn't put any effort into what I want? I've been around for nearly seven years working my ass off relentlessly, and I don't put any effort into what?! You have no fucking clue what the word effort means, what it signifies, what it represents. My whole life I have worked hard. For everything I have, for every title shot, for every opportunity to headline a show. I earned everything I ever accomplished in EAW or ANY other company. If you state otherwise you're just lying to yourself and to these people.

I never said acting like you're king already diminished the odds of you walking out of Illinois with the crown itself. The odds are evidently on your side and not mine. But when have the odds actually been in my favor? They never have and despite that blatant fact I ALWAYS overcome them. I did when nobody expected me to, when there was no hope for the New Breed division and Mister K ruled fraudulently I DETHRONED him. That was my first championship win. And not the first time I overcame the odds even though they were stacked against me. I know you're one hell of a competitor, Aren. I never denied that. And I can honestly see why Lannister himself endorsed you. But endorsements won't win you this match and you need to understand that. I never disrespected you I only spoke the truth. Speaking the truth to someone and disrespecting them are two entirely different things. Even if I didn't respect you I could still praise you. I don't see how one thing is relevant to the other. But I respect you, Aren, I truly do. Even though you make it really difficult to respect you with your childish schemes and actions. YOU are telling ME I haven't matured? Because I'm the one playing king like some kid, right? Seriously, Aren, you don't get to tell me I haven't matured. I know I have been ready for the big time for quite some time now. Maybe several years ago I wasn't fully prepared but I KNOW I AM now. Every historic moment I have lived, all the glory I have experienced, the failure I have confronted it has all prepared me for this moment. From becoming the first ever elitist to hold both National Elite and New Breed Championships at the same damn time to destroying Zack Crash's regime. It has all been to develop me into not a star, not an elitist, the REAL best in the world, THE true face of EAW. I'm destined for absolute greatness, it has been my destiny since day one. It's inevitable, I WILL claim my rightful place at the top of EAW. Even if somehow you or Eden manage to find a way to conquer EAW I WILL still be World Heavyweight Champion some day.

I do care about fighting you and Eden, I never said I didn't. Our encounter will be one of the most important matches of my career. Not because of who I'm facing though but because of what's on the line. People think this whole tournament was created to produce a king and while that is truth it was also made to create a new world champion. I know that attaining victory won't automatically make me world champion but it certainly will make me a threat to the current World Heavyweight Champion. I'm not scared. There's nothing you can say or do to scare me or even intimidate me in the slightest. The only reality I envision unfolding is the demise of Aren Mstislav, the demise of Gabriel Eden and the inception of the reign of King Black! I'll have my name entrenched in the sands of time. I'll be remembered forever and ever. I'll go down in history as the elitist who despite having the odds always stacked against him, despite being doubted and underestimated made it to the very top and retained his position as one of the greatest elitist ever. I'm not playing second fiddle to anybody. Not to you, not to Eden. I know you would love for me to but I won't. Those days are over. Nobody knows what it's like to be doing this for so long without achieving anything great. It feels awful. Watching your rivals, your friends, basically everybody become everything you ever wanted to be before you. I've arguably contributed to the success of EAW more than anybody from my generation has. More than Alexander Da Vinci, more than Cyclone, more than Hurricane Hawk and the list goes on. Despite the undisputed fact I was always marginalized, always treated as less. But like I said before.. I won't allow people to marginalize me anymore. I won't allow to be disrespected. It's time I take my rightful place as a LEGEND in this industry.

You wanted a battle, Aren? Well, I hate to disappoint you. I hate to disappoint your fans and the people claiming you will be the victor of this year's King Of Elite tournament. You won't get a battle you will get a WAR! Those who don't want me as king better wake up and smell the coffee because that is exactly what is going to happen: I WILL BE KING. I never complained about the situations I confronted, I never bitched or moaned about adversity coming into my life. I'm glad it did actually. I'm happy how things turned out. Because if they wouldn't have turned out the way they did I wouldn't have become the man that I am today, the man that you will NEVER be, Aren. I won't give up. I know you and many people want me to hang up my boots badly but I won't. This is only the beginning, the commencement of a new golden era in this company. I'll rule till kingdom come and there's nothing you can do about it, kid.

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